That set off a little alarm in his head. This young man was trying very hard to get him to come across. Xanril had never been one for flattery. When you work on the docks, flattery was a powerful tool for diffusing a situation, and it was easy to see that this was definitely flattery. But why was he so hesitant? Because the youth was probably standing over there, naked, either waiting to try and humiliate him with some practical joke, or to possibly rob him, or maybe jump him and attempt something worse. It seemed that the youth was no longer quite so attractive, but that may have simply been his skepticism. Still, his hunches had kept him alive before, and he was not about to start doubting them now.<br/><br/>"I think I shall pass," he replied, rising to his feet and turning to leave. "I am not much for fruit, and I have plenty at home. Besides, you don't seem to be decent at the moment, and the last thing I need is someone attempting to cause trouble by springing at me while stark naked."