[He cants his head. Childish, yes. Embarrassing, perhaps not as much as she might believe. He's childish in his ways, too, in just as many ways as he's distant and sullen.]

What makes one person happy isn't necessarily true for others. I've only ever copied what makes others happy, and generally found it doesn't work for me. So... I remember what made me happy a long time ago, and try to let it make me happy again. Like...

[It's so hard to remember.]

A birthday cake. Did you ever have one of those?