Well, those are five words he never expected to hear from Sol. It shows in the rare flicker of surprise in his face, eyes wide and eyebrows lifted before he shakes his head and smirks back. Clearly, something has happened. Sol is smoking, Sol is flirting, and he’s never seen one of those two things before.

Legault doesn’t move from where he’s standing, but he does cross his arms, looking every bit intrigued at whatever Sol is selling. He thinks it’s just innocent teasing, right now, but it’s no lie that living with Sol has afforded Legault many pleasing visuals of the man across from him.

“Too pretty? Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” Either way, hearing those words from such a stoic man does feel good, as much as he’s convinced Sol is up to something. “Well, if we’re being completely honest, I’m sure I can think of a compliment or two for you if you want them.”