[ He can still feel your amusement, Claude. Thank the goddess. He might have flipped the table.

But he just smirks in return, arching one eyebrow, and doesn't pull his hand away. ]

Oh, it'd definitely be a dealbreaker for him, sorry to say. My typical reputation back home sounds like a bucketload of compliments, compared to his opinion of me, so you might want to keep me your dirty secret if you hope to have a chance there.

[ At least that joke's an easy enough one to make. One he's gotten used to making. Even if the words are all true. Those usually make the best kinds of jokes anyway, in his case. The benefits of no one taking him seriously. ]