Jesper laughs and shakes his head. "You look fantastic in those clothes, sweetheart. You're beautiful, gorgeous. I'd hate to see you more impressive than this, how could my poor heart handle it?" He is heavily complimentary but that's true all the time. He likes letting people know good things about themselves, everyone wins, when it's deserved. He can't imagine the robes he's talking about, but it does sound hot, to be fair.

His eyebrows go up when Wen Kexing shows off his strength, and it seems there's a bit of magic in him too. Not the same, but something, he is a ghost after all, apparently. Jesper smiles at him and reaches out to take his hand, it's very pretty too, bringing it up to his lips. He kisses the knuckles gently.

"If you came with me, you'd be in a place that didn't judge you. Villains do terribly well in Ketterdam." Jesper probably shouldn't flirt with that idea, considering he has things waiting for him back there, but well, who cares about that. And also, it seems better than being a ghost. "And what if I said I could bring you home with me right now. Here, in Cadens. What if I said I wanted to see how beautiful the rest of you is?"

Jesper is a flirt but he also never misses the chance to shoot his shot, and there's mischief in his eyes as well as suggestion. He winks and drops his hand from his mouth, letting Wen Kexing keep it so he doesn't feel pressured or held still. "It's okay if no, I'd just be terribly mad at myself if I didn't at least ask. No risk no reward."