He waved off the comment and reached over to give the young man's shoulder a squeeze of appreciation. It was light, gentle, and there was nothing sexual or expectant. He just wanted to tell him how nice it was to be treated kindly.

He made sure his cane was settled before he looked around and considered if he wanted anything. Some water, perhaps?

He tilted his head thoughtfully towards the water pitcher. It was seldom used but the water from it was as sweet as anything else drank by the gods.