[He cocks his head, letting his eyes gently fall shut as if to better enjoy the compliment.]

Indeed. That would not be very... flattering... now would it? [With a murmuring laugh, he takes another big bite of his own fruit, delicately sweeping up the juice on his with his fingers. Of course, he licks the juice off his glove and then pauses to trace his serpentine tongue along the contours of his lips appreciatively.]

And... who, pray tell, have you been seeing in my absence, my dear woman~? Surely you have not spent your nights alone.