Oh, well-- That's not what he'd intended by his teasing at all. He peels himself off the wall, loath to give up his sunbeam but acutely aware he's being rude by lounging around like that. "Don't worry about it; if I were vain at all I'd be flattered," he replies, favoring Norrington's general direction with a faintly apologetic smile.

"Navigation, serah, so I know where I'm at in the Gallows." Since he can't see to do it, after all.