[He blinks after a few moments, catching some sort of mischievous feeling with his empathy. Michael you're lucky he hasn't encountered any bots so far, so he'll be focused on other matters.
Hisoka freezes a little when he faces him, face flushed in mortification. He wants to say something to defend himself and what he's been forced to wear, but if the other doesn't mention it, he won't] Do-... Do you need something?
[Oh the misunderstanding of gender, it doesn't help that Hisoka's got a slighlty feminine voice to go with the looks]