He smiled gently as she returned to normal, though granted things where rather a mess, but he could not complain, he had not felt something like that in ages. Despite his youthful appearence he was much older after all. It was curious how this happened, and of clurse the need of a fix was present, though he playfully thought it would not need to be immediate. "Glad...I could help," he smiled. His heart froze for a moment when he heard the door. He was not familiar with the voice but he knew it must have been her mother. "Oh....shit," he thought quickly trying to seem presentable, though he was just zipping himself up when she came in. (I think I'll let this play out a little bit more before he does anything mind wipe like)