Which is a shame, since then ya grow up and everyone expects you to keep being serious, forever, and ever, and...

[ No, let's not talk about himself. He grew up and continued being weird, that's what he did. Anyway, he trails off there at the mention of the gunk and he sighs. He'll sit up straighter and use a sleeve of his robe rather than mar the blanket any further than it may have already been, doing his best to wipe the gunk from his face. ]

Yeah, I... I know. It keeps, um. Happening.