He was incredibly shy about that particular talent. The Mason family was well known, but their home lives were only privy to other agents and it was the worst thing in the world to have to sing in front of guests, which he did every so often to please his mother. Because she meant the world to him and would usually bend to her will whenever she really pushed for it. He was lucky stringed instruments were his talent, and not piano. The caroling would never end during Christmas. "Good." He was relieved she wouldn't be blabbing his secret all over Willowbrook.
She was definitely staring, yep, even more so than before and that only put the cocky smirk right back on his face as he rose a brow at her, looking down at his bare chest and then back to her. "Yes. Mostly because I just got out of the shower and it was hot. And it's not that cold in this room because the heater is on. So I'm still too warm for a t-shirt." Boys and their body heat - he always kind of ran on hot, and his skin was sensitive to temperature changes. Damn those superhuman senses. Touch was by far the most annoying one, though smell was an obviously close contender.
"I know. My mom is an amazing singer. Nikky and Mat got all the artistic talent, I got the music." He shrugged his shoulders a bit. "I play violin, too, if we want to just share all my secrets." He rose a brow at her a bit, because clearly he had more secrets then that. "Is Micah supposed to have dinner with you or something?" He figured that's what she was here for, because they were basically like siblings and had dinner together all the time.