"You don't. Especially when I like seeing you, and not just because you've got a nice face. What happened?"

Kit laughs; flattery or harmless flirtation, either way, he doesn't mind. All things considered, it's nice to have a little levity injected into his day. "Just the perils of doing your own home repair is all," he says; judging by the bits of plaster and mortar on his clothes, he's been at work for a while.

When Anders' hand glows green, however, he cuts his eyes to the side nervously. "If you've got a salve or anything," he says awkwardly, "I'd prefer that. Think I just pulled a muscle."