[ He frowns a little at the tone there but, like with the hands, he won't be pushing it. He already noticed that the other man doesn't have one himself.

Plus, the topic of the Ancient One was... a bit more attention grabbing. ]

"Him"?

[ A small huff of a laugh escapes him as he remembers how he had assumed the Ancient One was, in fact, an old man. How wrong he had been. There's still a painful twist in his chest at the memory of her, though. The loss still fresh. ]

Mine was a woman. And I trained in Nepal. Not exactly in the mountains but she did leave me stranded on the top of Everest at one point.