[He is not turned to Parker, he remains stubbornly fixed on his task, churning his way through his careful routine. So he is not faced to show her the furrow between his strong brows or the pulled tight line of his lips.]

Are you an immature human? [makes a short noise, something in his nose-] A child? I have difficulty telling humans apart, but I know that such displays are to be expected among children.

[The words aren't cutting- it is a genuine question, but there's a low level of irritation that continues to wash off of him. He does not have much patience for children.]