[Sannan's heart just... melts. He does manage a little laugh at the acceptance of praise, though, before he sighs wistfully.]

I may not belong anywhere, but at least there are people here I would kill for. For someone like me, that might be the purest expression of caring.

[He relaxes a bit more, running a hand through his hair and sinking down into the seat. The potion seems to be taking effect nicely. He actually looks relaxed and unguarded.]

You've become acquainted with a troublesome person, you know.