"Well luckily I've already told you what I think," he breathed trying to make himself not be a pussy. "First impressions are based on looks, I can tell you that. And I thought you were, well, honestly, bloody hot, and that really hasn't changed. Except that now you're proving to be a lot more, um, than a head of really lovely hair and, um, and an amazing figure and so on." He was very flustered again and had to look away but didn't quite know where to look as he spoke, but then after a pause he looked up at her again. "Happy now? Guess that means you have to fess up too."