[ the awkwardness in his smile fades and it's replaced with a slighter, more real one, as he ducks his head. it's not the first time he's been called so, and it takes him back to being a greenie for real--the terror, the way alby had to lead him through everything at first. it seems so simple, now--he'd give anything to go back to it. ]

Yeah. I was overwhelmed with the fairy castle, I guess. [ he would make a wisecrack but he really is not very good at that, so he just scratches at his neck, hand rubbing faintly over the tattoo. ] I'll have to add it to my friend's map when I get back inside.

[ looking around, thomas offers-- ] Do you want to sit?