"My... nose?" Of all the things she could have picked out of his features, his crooked nose had to be the first thing that came to mind. More self-conscious about this disfigurement than any part of his body, he made a discreet effort to cover it, his gaze shifting. "Oi... I don't see what's special about this thing. Are you tryin' to be funny?" "No. No! Why would I find this funny?" Reaching, she gently removed his hand, her hand softly roaming over the grooves of his nose. "I think it's pretty interesting," she purred, oblivious to his sudden shyness. "I mean no one ever has a crooked nose. They fix it. Why you didnt, I don't know but it's... cool," she finally said after searching for the proper word. He relaxed if only slightly by her words. Not once had he heard someone... compliment his nose. The nose! A short lived chuckle left his lips as he relaxed further, finding it funny. "Man you're a funny one."