Iosef smiled. That made sense, and it was really sweet a way to think. "That makes sense, I like the way you think." He told her. "Well," He continued, still touching her face softly. "You kind of do. The hair, the eyes, the smile, it's kind of angel like." Iosef chuckled.
"Anyway, you're as beautiful as you sound, too." He added, suddenly feeling more relaxed. So much so, he touched the tip of Helena's nose with the tip of his index finger before slowly removing his hands from her face. "Hey Helena, you've never smoked, have you?" She didn't seem the type, at least.