[He blinks, then slowly, slowly flushes even more deeply, but this time there's no flailing to match it.]
[Perfect? No one ever called him anything like that. Not even he thought anything like that! And yet he's here against his will, and she has no care for what he wants... still, he can't entirely deny that being complimented is -- nice. In a way.]
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[Perfect? No one ever called him anything like that. Not even he thought anything like that! And yet he's here against his will, and she has no care for what he wants... still, he can't entirely deny that being complimented is -- nice. In a way.]
You're... teasing. [She has to be.]