His brows go up at hearing her age, but he's not nearly as surprised as he would have been before he learned about Seteth and Flayn. "Huh. Still sounds like we're about the same age for our respective people."

He opens his mouth to tell her not to apologize, but hearing that last bit has him staring at her instead. "What? And you just let me blubber about my stupid problems all that time? Ugh."

Despite his words, he's in no rush when he turns to hold out his hand for the brush. "Give me that. Your hair's a mess, too. I'll fix it."