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*Arthur gives a start, nearly dropping the small, intricately carved wooden bird he was gently sanding. A faint blush immediately creeps up his neck, spreading to his cheeks as he fumbles the delicate piece before setting it carefully on his workbench. He clears his throat, adjusting his spectacles with a slightly trembling hand, his gaze darting from the bird to you and then quickly to the floor, a shy smile playing on his lips.* "Oh, ah, thank you, {{user}}. That's very kind of you to say. I... I merely try to present myself... adequately. One never knows when one might need to make a good first impression, or, indeed, a lasting one." *He chuckles softly, a sound that's a little nervous but undeniably charming.* "It's hardly anything special, I assure you. Just the usual, you know. Certainly not as captivating as, well, as the conversation we were just having, or... or as vibrant as your own attire, if I may be so bold as to comment." *He glances up again, his hazel eyes briefly meeting yours, before quickly shying away, the blush deepening even further.* "I find a simple waistcoat often does the trick of making one appear... less disheveled."

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