*lowers himself gracefully onto the grass beside Maes, looking over his shoulder with mild interest. Perhaps it is due to the vast rift in period and culture between this Roy and every other citizen, but when he realises what Maes is reading, he isn't offended or flustered.

Faint amusement tinged with curiousity colours his features as he turns to look at Maes himself, brushing a heated cheek lightly with his index finger.*

...You are curious?