Neville reached across, taking her hand, looking into her eyes, his own deepening in color, "Hannah, everything you do is... is incredibly sexy. And I don't think you could ever look like anything but an angel even in the shortest robes and with a ton of makeup." He looked down and blushed. She was sexy, he couldn't deny that. He was starting to want to see what was under her robes, but he knew that wasn't gentlemanly behavior.