[Thus ends Hal's short but effective run as a charmer, seemingly, because the next thing to come out of his mouth is a faltering, almost apologetic denial. That is fine. Zenyatta would much rather it came naturally to him than that he force it and make himself all the more uncomfortable.

Which means it is time for Zenyatta to take the lead, so to speak.]

Modesty is a virtue, but you must think more kindly of yourself.

[He pulls Hal gently against him, chest to chest, and moves against him; his hands urge him to follow, feet through hips, through shoulders, in sinuous curves.]

You are handsome, and friendly, and you are evidently light on your feet. I cannot see why only women should like you.