His brow was kept raised. It was only after a couple of seconds did he realize what Flip meant by "joystick". The pink in his cheeks intensified. "It would be highly uncomfortable for me, as only Daixen, my lost wife, had ever seen me uncovered. You would not wish me to see you naked too, would you?" He finished, pursing his lips.
"Not about what I wish, is it?" Flip examined her talons. "I've never been clear on the whole nudity/embarrassment thing. Most Fae spend a great deal of their lives naked, so it's purely a cultural difference."
The Sprite conjured a roll of parchment and bapped him on the forehead gently.
"You want a potion, you need to make a contract. Worry about who's seeing your butt later. Or now, if you intend to drop your pants before it's made."