He would like you to be impressed with him, wouldn't he?

[Jim scoffed at the child]

But, really, he's hardly anything. He's yet to do any damage to anything that really matters. Though I do admit he's got a certain magnetism to him. [His head tilted back, pursing his lips and thinking.]

If you've got so much in common... Show me. Impress me and I might not start cutting off fingers. Or maybe toes.