[ A laugh bubbles up, amused without mockery of her observation as if hearing he looks kind was the last thing he expected today. ]

All the better to eat you with.

[ A wink flicks her way and he moves the camera to a better angle, shading the sunshine so as to better pick out her features; is he playing at more scrutiny than he needs? Maybe. It's for her to pick up on, whether she likes to be teased or not is the discovery he seeks. ]

I don't think I've met a single woman, other than my sister, who would be happy to hear they look merely acceptable. Hm, I suppose we'll call it a stalemate today, we could have both tried so much harder with our hair! Sound fair, my lady?