Hmm, I guess you're right about that... [It seems a bit much, to Ren, but he's not exactly an outstandingly genuine person himself. It's why he's pretty good at reading the same traits in others around him, even if he doesn't generally bring it up until he needs to.

He starts walking again, and immediately has to back up on a step because his bad leg threatens to cave in under him. There's a somewhat airy, apologetic laugh at it, Ren rubbing his fingers through the back of his hair.] I don't know how bright my day is going to be until my leg stops doing this, though. You don't look like you ran into the same problem...

[The mosquitoes were definitely getting around, he noticed, but maybe some people managed to avoid getting bitten by sheer luck. Or maybe the deadening limbs isn't the only thing they've been doing.]