He does his very best not to think about how the sliding glasses bother him. He rather forcibly pushes the thought to the back of his head in place of another. Reptiles, right.

"Perhaps. Or they could be like the platypus." In that the platypus has its own category along with various things that live in Australia. He thinks that's how it goes. Instead of adjusting anything, he tilts and slides forward on his shoulder, tapping the side of Cain's glass.

"Drink more. It helps with figuring these things." He smirks himself, "If you don't, I'll drink it myself."