"It's fine," he dismissed whatever she'd started saying, probably a little shortly, as he shifted again to cross his arms. He felt almost prickly, annoyed that starting and stopping this was apparently really easy, but... Not angry. He wasn't going to feel teased, or put-off, or anything like that. He cast her a attempted look of gentleness to illustrate that fact, smiling tensely at the compliment. "Maybe. Thanks."