[ Val rolls his eyes, but it's so clearly exaggerated as to be non-serious and he can't help the smile that follows. He relaxes instinctively as he leans into the kiss, chasing just a little when he pulls away and letting out a sigh that finally sounds more content than generally tired or annoyed. ]

You are ridiculous. Who said you get to be so sweet, hm? [ everything about his tone says that he loves it, though; he settles comfortably, again ] Mm. You know, I don't think teenage you could have handled teenage me.

[ He's clearly teasing, even for all the unavoidable extra strain in him right now. There was the very real chance that telling that story would completely tank his mood again, but he's hovering about level. He even eats another bite. ]