His shoulders hunch up as he ceases his pacing, but he's also turned back around so he can clearly see Mikey's face and those threatening tears.

"I'm..." Is he even still? It's been months almost an entire year that he'd been in this universe, but thankfully not nearly as long that he'd been without any of his brothers. That had only been something over a month and he'd still been plenty distracted by everything to really let himself dwell on the fact that they weren't all together. It wasn't something so easily forgotten, of course, always hanging there over his shoulders, a strange, unfillable void where their oldest and youngest brothers had remained absent.

"...fourteen," he finally quietly supplies. "-more like fifteen by now, I'm sure." He's been here long enough for it, right?