Jedao grins in a slightly feral way, the kind of grin where you notice a person's eyeteeth.

"Yeah. Go through it, and see if your theory really holds." But he'll - mostly - let the remembrances speak for themselves. He tilts his head, doesn't soften so much as he turns to show another facet, his grin going bright and cheeky; a fox being fluffy and playful, and still wild.

"I don't mind daily, but I do not promise not to be a jackass."

And then a breath, his chin in his hand, a third thoughtful face - he does want, very badly, to graduate. And he has the perspective now of his work as a therapist. "I will try very hard to tell you to back off when I need to instead of lying to you."