"So, not English, then?" he asks. "I'm almost afraid to learn the 'language of your people'. I might get some on me." This doesn't stop him from twisting open one of the chocolates she threw at him and stuffing it into his mouth. What? He's wearing a baseball uniform, not a ten-thousand dollar suit. A little chocolate won't hurt anything if he got it on the clothes. Except that he doesn't, because physically, he's older than six.