"So let me get this straight," He frowned, eyes closed as he tried to grasp what you just asked of him. "You want me to help you with an art assignment? Okay. You want me to pose for you? Okay. You want me to do it half naked?" His eyes went wide as he looked at you. You both knew he'd do anything for you, and yet his mind was strangely confused at the thought of being your muse. "Why me?" He walked up to you, tilting his head a little.