[ says the prettiest one of all!! ]

Hah, no– well, maybe! But it's just funny.

[ He fiddles with his sling, lost for what to do with his hands when he can't fold them together to ground himself. ]

Apparently, every kind and beautiful woman here is more than half a century old and sleeps outside. It's an interesting pattern. What are the odds?

[ And then he hears what he said and his eyes go wide and nervous. ]

Ah, I'm sorry! That was so unprofessional of me, I just meant it as a compliment!