He's sitting back from the table on his own; if anyone's wondering, he's chaperoning, making sure these kids don't get too drunk or rowdy. Still, as he catches Ren's eye, he speaks up:

"You're really limiting yourself, you know."

Quietly, casually, without any theatrics, he raises the bottle of juice in his hand to his lips and takes a sip. With that done, let him explain:

"I have a mother. And a daughter-in-law." Not to mention countless female Pokemon that are safe to kiss; he wouldn't kiss a Slugma or Grimer, but Eevee? Vulpix? Pikachu? Why not? Still, he's only thinking of human females at the moment, though he is obviously counting platonic kisses.

There's an unexpected pained, far-off look in his eyes as he turns his head to the side, suddenly unwilling to meet the gaze of anyone present. His voice is thick as he speaks again:

"Well. Had."

No parent should have to bury their child.