Chris was old enough that he wasn't going to fall for that shit -- not right away, anyway. He was however, going to find her very attractive. he'd have to be a blind man not to, and even then he was reasonably certain her charms would work.
Didn't mean he wasn't going to be polite, though.
"You're by the waterfall, obviously," he said with a smile and self-deprecating laugh. "It's where we do our bathing, but also a lot of people come to think -- and yes, some people get up to certain other activities. The gods take care of this place, though -- it's always clean and beautiful."
Because really, otherwise there would be a problem.
"I should introduce myself, shouldn't I?" A wry smile. "Apologies, I usually have more manners, I promise. I'm Chris. Chris Argent. A pleasure to meet you." Because even he didn't mind meeting a beautiful girl. He wasn't a monk, after all. He'd just been married -- which sounded so much worse than he'd meant it, he noted; it was just that he'd been so focused on his marriage -- and after Victoria, he'd been in too much pain.
Plus, you know, all that hot mess he'd wound up getting tangled up in. That'd taken up much of his time. Not that he minded a bit, but facts were facts.