He wasn’t quite sure what to make of the male casually hanging from the tree, leaving him in a state of silence for a beat or two. Since he wasn’t able to leave the house on his own all that often, he hadn’t had many chances to run into interesting people— leaving him unable to process the rather…strange way of meeting. “Guess you’re right about that— Well, you never know. I could just be tall for my age.” His tone was teasing, something almost unusual for him as of late, followed by a cheeky grin. A soft glint of light caught his eye, drawing his attention to the chain working its way up the male’s neck— or down he supposed in that position. “It would be kinda rude if I didn’t look at the person I’m talkin’ to wouldn’t it? But thanks all the same,” he stated as his lips fell into a slight smirk. His body tensed at the question, however, the shape of his lips seemed to be forced. “Eh nothin’ big. Had an accident a few months back so my body’s still gettin’ back to what it was.”
If it were a strange way of meeting, it did not phase Taemin. Then again, curious behaviour was in his blood, in some manners of looking at it, so perhaps in that moment, it seemed as sane to him as sitting on a park bench, conversing the weather. “I will admit a lot of kids these days look older than their age, but woah, you certainly take the prize”, he teased back, an eyebrow arching as he glanced over him again, eyes soon back on the face—he seemed more so to be in that age between a man and a boy, he mused inwardly. Manboy, he thought—something enough to briefly coax amusement into his eyes, before he banished it. “It would be far from the most rude thing a person can do to you, to not look at them when you speak to them, but okay”, he spoke loftily then, before observing the way the other guy had tensed, making him wonder what had made it so. “Oh… I see”, he ventured to say. “I hope it heals well then, Mister.”
