AM is obviously hotheaded, though secure enough in his own masculinity that he's not bothered with it being threatened. It's more amusing that anyone would think he's any less threatening if he happens to wear a dress.

"Ah... I suppose you're right. This is the first real meal I've had in a week, after all."

Damned nutraloaf.

But he lifts an eyebrow at Aiden. "Your concern is touching."