Gary looked up at Charity, not even trying to get away from her hold. This was nice, really. Like things had been once. Comfortable. He felt slightly heated around the collar. But this wasn't quite done yet.<br/><br/>Gary sighed, theatrically. "I'm afraid I don't, Charity. I was only saying you were pretty as part of the bit, you know?" He allowed a moment to pass, then he adopted a wry smirk. "I personally think that you're beautiful."