[He winks at him. It's a sudden movement, too cheerful, and he accompanies it with a grin. That's the only way to treat this, after all: making it into a joke.]
Mon ami, I know I look different, but it's still me. You can sweep me off my feet anytime.
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[He winks at him. It's a sudden movement, too cheerful, and he accompanies it with a grin. That's the only way to treat this, after all: making it into a joke.]
Mon ami, I know I look different, but it's still me. You can sweep me off my feet anytime.