The awkwardness increased as she reached for his arm, and his face turned slightly pink. However, he didn't move it away, allowing her to get a better look at it. "Sure. Maybe." He had no idea what a Persona was like, but if they used the same sort of spells he did, then perhaps there were similarities. Every time he thought he had a handle on what he was, something else popped out of the woodwork.

"And stop saying that. You're not any trouble." Quite the opposite, really. She wasn't a demon, but she was more similar to those he knew than practically anyone else in the asylum. That meant something. She also wasn't crappy company, which couldn't be said for most of the people he came across.

He patted the top of Aigis's hand lightly, trying once again at the comfort thing.