[ He barks out a laugh, looking up at her. ] I wish I was that charming looking.
[ He stands when she shows him the actual sketch, letting out a low whistle. Curious fingers reach out, but he stops himself short of touching it, not wanting to smudge anything or ruin it. ]
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[ He stands when she shows him the actual sketch, letting out a low whistle. Curious fingers reach out, but he stops himself short of touching it, not wanting to smudge anything or ruin it. ]
Well, would you look at that. I'm hot.