For a fleeting moment, the Seeker might actually seem amused by that assessment. The expression is quickly schooled away as unnecessary. Aleron appreciates being acknowledged for the exceptional effort he's had to put into his training. A point of pride which he ought not indulge but it's a rarity in his life; typically nothing he's ever done measured up to the demands his family put on him.

"I've had almost three decades of practice. Get old enough and you can make anything look good." Maker does he ever feel old too. Older than actually is, in fact. From a glance, he'd guess he's got a good fifteen years on the man in the guy in the unusual armor. "What's your preference?"