[Oh. He's like Trish? It makes him laugh a little, under his breath and despite himself.]

That's a pretty big compliment.

[Since Trish is so perfect. But it's also such a big compliment that he has to look up from the paper and meet Fugo's eyes for a moment before he can be absolutely sure it's true. When it clearly is, he cocks his head, smiling faintly, quite pleased.]

So it's like feeling so much you feel too big for your skin? That's how it feels to me, when Trish is being Trish a lot.