[He's too stunned by the move at first to do much more than put up with it, but his torso pillar has gone ramrod straight and he's leaning away from Jason's body even before the first word has left his mouth. Look, he knows you're a human, but seriously, can you not.

He ducks under the arm once Jason's done talking and puts a few feet between them, raking a hand over his face before pressing it to the spot on his own arm where, okay, seriously, fucking humans, why did he create this species? Just. Why.]

Right, yeah, not letting him touch me, whatever, I get it. [He doesn't even know you, why are you like this.] Fuck clowns and fuck that guy in particular, are we done here? Because I'd like to be done here. Now.

[... He's not flustered, shut up.]