Considering Orsino had been downright chatty up until now (for him anyway) Penny's stumble set him back a few steps. Both eyebrows raised, and as she continued to ramble they remained where they'd settled not far under his hairline. He wasn't sure if that had been a compliment, or an accident, or a self-aggrandizing comment. Or, just her running her mouth off and messing up. Well, his body was just fine, as far as he was concerned...assuming one was looking for a man who was just a bit too thin for his height and sported a variety of tattoos.
It was, at least, pleasant to see that Penny appeared to be the uncomfortable one for the first time since he'd begun talking to her. Even if Orsino was now entirely taken off guard and was positive his face and posture showed that he, too, was mildly embarassed. Even if he had no reason to be.
"No...I think that makes sense." The mug slipped out from between his hands and clattered onto the table, luckily not spilling. "I mean. I think most people would agree."