Private Finished Lie-lac

Carmin was feeling a weird mix of jealousy and gratitude. On one end, he actually found the advice to be really helpful. It was a sort of conversation he never knew he needed to have and didn't think he'd be very comfortable having with anybody else. Though there was a jealousy building in him over it all. Junchi was two years younger than him, also looked like an eight year old, but clearly didn't have as much trouble with issues that Carmin blamed on his appearance. It was almost as if those issues weren't entirely because of the way he looked. Either way, Carmin had to swallow his jealousy, just like he always did.

"That's... pretty good advice." Carmin looked at the ground and nodded a few times. "I'll try to use that the next time I run into a kid. Thanks."

The mention of age charms caused a small red flag to spring up in Carmin's mind, but he answered the question first before mentioning it at all.

"They don't, those scout people or whatever they're called tried a boatload of dumb charms when I got dragged here, turned out that anything that affects my appearance doesn't work right."

He wasn't exactly suspicious about what he was going to ask next, it was more so curiosity. "Um, you said it was a medical condition for you, right? If that's the case then why don't age charms work on you?"

Despite having been on the island for a few months, Carmin still knew next to nothing about how magic stuff worked. Being made out of magic and that causing charms to not work seemed possible enough at that point.

Carmin did have to squint at Junchi when he said he was buff though. But upon closer inspection, that also seemed to be true.

“I’ve never worn make-up, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea though, I’m not exactly a good artist and I’d have to do some extra weird stuff because my face is green...” He frowned, “As for working out, it doesn’t, uh, work out. My body is all plant matter. Doesn’t matter how much I work out, can’t build muscle if there isn’t any there to begin.”

Carmin seemed to recoil at Junchi's response, that certainly wasn't what he wanted to hear. Having to go out and buy make up would probably be an embarrassing feat on its own, but there was no way he could ever get to a point where he'd be comfortable wearing the stuff out in public. He'd probably end up looking even worse.

"It's too embarrassing, I can't do it" Carmin crossed his arms, while his face seemed to become a lighter shade of green. "I'm sorry, I just can't..."

This was all wrong. When Carmin heard that this was a teen that looked like a kid, he expected to be exchanging troubles they'd been having and that he'd have someone to relate with. So far, that was not the case. Junchi seemed to be comfortable in their skin, a small fact that caused Carmin to feel inferior and jealous.

Carmin shook his head. "I can't do that either, it's hard enough to walk as it is." Talking about this stuff was making him awkward and he knew it, he needed to talk about something else. "Um, I appreciate the ideas, but maybe is there anything you struggle with that I can help with?"