He rubs the back of his head, clearing his throat again. One corner of his mouth crooking up into a sly sort of smile, as he looked over at her. "Dame Genevieve, I would not even consider asking. Please, do continue to be as direct as you may please."

He snorted softly. "Just .. don't be surprised if it takes me a few moments to find my head again. Flattery just ... turns my head." He put one hand to his forehead semi-dramatically. "I may swoon."