[It can be a little bit of both. But he'd rather have seen his own visage than not, for what it's worth.]

Or perhaps you're just given to flattery, Winter.

[This isn't a bad thing, really.]

Still, call me beautiful as often as you like. I do love to hear it, especially from an equally beautiful man.

[Heh. Anyway! The elevator eventually comes to a stop, and when the doors open, they are greeted by the scenic view of a beachside cafe. Very tropical, with the distant ocean glittering and refracting sunlight.]