Trace listened as Clarence spoke to him, and flinched a but as he was put under the mans arm. He didn't know what was going to happen next, but when he whispered that into his ear he got all red himself. 'Is he just joking with me, and trying to enbarres me as well?' he thought to himself. "o-oh.." Was all Trace was able to come up with and it was soft. They walked into the kitchen, the smell of food was filling the air. He didn't eat much because hot objects hurt more than cold ones.

Trace sat down at the table and looking at all the food on his plate, he would be lucky to eat a quarter of it, but he couldn't be rude, so he would try. He couldn't help but to look up at Kila every once in a while, his face still a bit red from what her father had told him. He tried his best to take as many bites as he could as they sat there, Trace was quiet like normal around new people.