Philip found himself blushing at Mister Fisks next words though he couldn't really fathom why. They seemed innocent enough. "Fighting against diseases then. A Warrior for Good Health," he said teasingly after a bit of an awkward pause in which he hadn't been able to really think of any words to say.
"Wonderful! I have some new creations that I have been wanting to have someone try but most of my neighbors and clientele are muggles so obviously I can't quite ask them." Though the idea of being somewhere relatively isolated with Mister Fisk felt somewhat - well, he didn't know how to describe it. "Besides, I have never been one to turn away the chance to make a new friend." And the man seemed quite the sort that he would enjoy being friends with. Well, if the awkward, warm belly, tingling sort of thing went away. It was quite an awkward feeling.
"Wonderful! I have some new creations that I have been wanting to have someone try but most of my neighbors and clientele are muggles so obviously I can't quite ask them." Though the idea of being somewhere relatively isolated with Mister Fisk felt somewhat - well, he didn't know how to describe it. "Besides, I have never been one to turn away the chance to make a new friend." And the man seemed quite the sort that he would enjoy being friends with. Well, if the awkward, warm belly, tingling sort of thing went away. It was quite an awkward feeling.

— set by MJ —