Considering how they're both recovering from that unpleasant psychic blast, Angeal is honestly expecting at least a moment longer before there's any big reactions. Especially with how Popp had to take a candy for himself to recover from that moment.

Things are never that easy for him, however. He's pretty sure of that much if nothing else in his life.

Doesn't mean he's any less startled when Popp lunges forward, fingers in his jacket, all the kind of passion that you only really have when you're that young. It's such a surprise that he almost doesn't process what he says, but when it hits... There's a grimace. "Well, that's because you haven't seen what I can do," he says, and just... awkwardly pats one of those hands. "Try to take a breath, alright?" Because Popp seems like the kind of person who'd react badly to calm down.

And maybe he's trying to delay talking about the memory he clearly saw.