"I didn't intend to hide it," Carlisle cuts back, his teeth still grinding together. Some of Taako's assessment of him -- a mess of rules and notebooks, in particular -- is absolutely correct, even if some of his other assumptions are painfully far from their marks. Carlisle is, unfortunately, an anomaly in many ways, even in comparison to those from similar worlds.

Still trying to shake off the initial insult -- honestly, some people were never taught what you should and shouldn't call someone in public -- he remains in his spot as Taako looks around, his eyes never leaving the elf before him. "My house needn't the warmth my plants do." Also, his icy roommate would prefer it be cold, but that's neither here nor there.