There was a sincerity to her touch, real or projected, that seemed to have an affect on him. Cal swelled under her gaze, picking himself up slightly, moving to stand a little bit straighter. "Yeah, I am."

Abruptly, he became aware of how close they were standing, how intimate and revealing this production had been, and how vulnerably he had portrayed himself. Abruptly, with a knot in his otherwise perfect brow, Calendius resumed his posturing.

"Yeah. Thanks, Jenny." He smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. It was just as well, they wrinkled too much when he smiled. Better she notice the gleaming white of his teeth. "You're great, you know. Bet you get that all the time."