You know it's impolite to compare your age to youthful old men, right?

[He could've gone for "ageless" at this point, but.

Anyway, he was about to stand up when that hand's held out to him. Merlin blinks, still not used to this with how often he keeps his distance, but not accepting would only highlight how unusual this all is, no? So he takes Watanuki's hand and compromises by putting most of his weight on his staff.]

Thanks. I'll make sure to rely on you if we ever find an actual road to cross.