[Come on, Piper. Ask him. He loved being the center of attention. Even bad attention. He'd never really learned that lesson. But he watched her process all of that, go through all her emotions, come to her conclusion, and then throw that witty repartee back at him and he laughed.]

You so sure about that, Judgy?

[He moved, the front legs of the chair hitting the floor, his feet lowering, and the book setting on the desk as he was just... there in front of her.]

You asking me to be a big strong man and help your tiny little girly self out? That feels less than genuine.