He turned to look at her and frowned a little, unsure of what she might mean. The awareness dawned a moment later, which had him scratching his ear and sighing just a little.

"Nat."

He was calling her as soon as he got home, either way, and telling her off for trying to get him a date AGAIN. The utter deviousness... using his love of art against him...

Utterly Nat.

He turned and gave her a warm smile before offering her his hand.

"That's all right. Honestly, I would have wanted to meet you anyway given your work here. It's..."

He breathed in and out before finishing.

"I'll admit, I'm impressed. And interested."