I don't think I'm quite dashing enough to figure in a novel!

[ Asra said it with a smile, jesting at his own expense, and spared a glad look at Eichi. He curled a forefinger and lightly tapped one of the other man's knuckles as they walked, and drew up to the door Eichi had been leading them to. ]

You sweet flatterer! You're going to-- make me blush, and then I definitely won't be able to sing!