[He's. A little taken off-guard, actually. It manages to dull his edge a bit, softening his expression just a little. He supposes he shouldn't be surprised that she would look after him too though, they are linked. There is no escaping that. If he suffered then she probably would too.]

Touch people... ugh.

[It isn't that he hates it or that he doesn't think he could if he were so inclined, he just doesn't FEEL LIKE it. Also he has been maybe a little devoid of touch for awhile until she hugged him.]

They've given me an apartment, hardly dwellings fit for my stature. I am not some mortal child setting off to higher education, I am Lord of the Underworld! I will sleep beneath the stars before I stoop to such a humble abode.