"No reason it can't be both," Mac pointed out, licking his fingertips clean and leaving the last of the food to Aoba.

"He's dumb about things, but not dumb in general, no. A little slow, maybe. Difficulty on the uptake sometimes," the Warlock pointed out, crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat, observing Aoba idly.

"He likes all of you, though. He was very adamant that I understand you're a single person just with wildly variant opinions, and I am not - under any circumstances - to make assumptions about you as a person. I don't have much experience with you though so I'm just accepting everything at face value. That being said, no offense, but I like this side of you more, personally. I, however, am trash. Declan is not. I think you make him very nervous. Though only because you make him feel funny in his wee-wee," the Warlock dropped his tone and picked up a bit of baby talk at the end, clearly having fun at Declan's expense, but the man wasn't there so it could hardly be called bullying.

"I will take personal offense if you don't call me to girl-talk about the sex later. Just saying."