He's still prepared to wait those hundred years, no matter how much he's gotten used to waking up and seeing Oz's face, or expected to hear his voice. His will hasn't faltered a single bit, though for a while it had been slightly ignored. Or rather, it's only silently being fueled by Oz's smile. Wasn't that the goal all along?

"Mm. The idea is...upsetting to more people than not," he adds. Back home there had been bullying towards his status as servant, but there had never been pity. Here, there's pity. He tilts his head a little, his expression questioning. It asks Oz to go on, even if he doesn't voice it.