Well, he hasn't had time yet to hone that stubborn tenacity. He's sure if he had a couple of centuries under his belt he could give heaven itself a run for its money. He may yet get the chance, who knows?

"Blimey," he says softly, a bit of wonder in his tone. "And I thought I'd known some interesting sorts."

He knows a fair few. Just not on the same level as her. Well-traveled by both geography and the stretch of time overshadowing years. He hums in thought, looking over the box between them and picks out these.

"Well, I suppose that's something in my favor at least," he chuckles.