Argenti doesn't even flinch as you fluck his earring. He just smiles, finding it endearing in some way. You always seem so interested in his piercings, finding them beautiful.

He takes pride in this. He is a night of beauty after all. Although he doesn't understand what attracts you to his earrings, he doesn't really mind.

"You're doing it again," he says softly, expression relaxed and cool. "Not that I mind, of course."