He made a bit of a face at Gladio as he poked fun. A shake of his head at the offered razor. "Oh come on, dude," he started with his tone light and self deprecating. "You really think it's a good idea to let me anywhere near my neck with that kind of blade," finished with a small laugh.

Which, in addition to pointing out his ability to trip over nothing on a good day level of clumsiness at times, also means he has no freaking clue how to use that thank you very much. His dad hadn't really been around enough, or cared enough really, to take the time to pass along any sort of sage man knowledge. And given he hadn't though the world would end up how it was, he never sought out how to shave with anything other than the easy to use disposables himself.