She may not be thinking about it, but it's a very nice arse nonetheless. It's all the horseback riding. It really helps shape the thighs and glutes. Just you wait until he lets himself dress in something that actually flatters his body, rather than just whatever he can find that vaguely fits.

Also, technically SI:7 is more of a special force, in a spy intelligence-like sense, but he's not going to get finicky just now. He offers a smile and a shrug, listening instead to what she offers next.

"Hmmm..." Two truths and a lie. He studies her for a long moment, contemplating this list of facts. "I suppose it says something about what I know of magic that any one of these things any one of these things can be true."