Mathias laughs and shakes his head, because he knows she doesn't mean it as any sort of insult. That having reserved parents around is likely as foreign to her as having outgoing parents would be to him. And sometimes he remembers wishing his parents would have been more outwardly affectionate, though now, so far removed from them, he's just glad to have had them at all.

"My parents certainly did all that, they were just... quiet about it," he says with a smile, shaking his head again. He can't quite explain it. "It isn't that I ever doubted that they loved me, but we... we were all very reserved. Except my brother. It always felt natural to us, but I know it seemed strange to other people." He's long since accepted that and it doesn't bother him. The way he interacts is sometimes looked upon as strange and he's come to accept that as well. It unsettles people, he thinks, that he likes to watch for longer before deciding to speak.