[He gives Jaune a very flat stare before coming out of his apartment entirely, letting the door close behind him. He then pulls his Cerevice out of his pocket, and uses it to unlock the door. Definitely safe to say he lives there.]

Good enough for you? And yes, I do know her blood type. But the funny thing is, she knows mine too. We also know each other's birthdays, what sort of foods the other likes and dislikes, favorite movies...all that fun shit two people who have known each other their whole lives know about each other.

[You wanna try calling him a stalker again, buddy?]