I don't need him to fart lasers and burp rainbows, it'd just be nice if he wasn't, you know, an entity forever connected to a hivemind of ants.
First time I tried to flirt with him he asked me if I would like to rub forearms with him.
I rest my case.
This sounds simply incredible.
Who doesn't want to rub forearms???????????
Maybe something cool happens further down the story and he's a bit more personable and a bit less ant-like.