“Refined body? Smooth words? What's with the compliments?” He thought. “I thought it was established that I was a terrible flirt, but fuck, I won’t argue when they're flattering me.” Marshall very quickly began analyzing all the information he had observed throughout the day, that was one of the side effects of never being noticed; you always noticed everyone else. Because of this he had also figured out that the old saying about eyes being the windows of the soul was very true; people could lie and fake body language, but the eyes always showed what someone was really feeling, you just had to know how to read them. He had put a few things together in his head and decided to put his own plan into action.
“Now, now. If you’re going to turn this into a beauty pageant, you have to follow the rules. And so far Cthulhu, Kitten and Poltergeist…” He said as he gestured to Utrien, Jurou and himself respectively. “ have not failed to impress the judges. You, however, have yet to complete the talent portion of the competition. So, until we see the Fallen Angel spread his wings and fly, I think we should hold off on the parading around half naked for the amusement of others. So how about this; Jurou and I will go and change” He snickered slightly at the double meaning. “and then we can all go to the courtyard and watch you put on an aerial display for us. And then we can do the rest of it somewhere more appropriate, where other students” He paused for emphasis as he pointed to the new kitty in the room playing at the water’s edge. “won’t be inclined to interrupt. Sound good?”