[He breaks eye contact as a bit of electricity goes through him. This time, he's forced to pull at the waistband of his pants to allow himself some more room in them]

Nay, worry not about that sort of thing. You've no gil and no possessions- clearly. [he says this, his eyes following his form up back to his face.] And I've no right to ask for aught that I desire. [he turns and paces back around the other way, rubbing his neck.]

[Aymeric wasn't sure that he was a good actor, but there were worse actors, for sure.]