[If Paul was asked, he'd say that Lexi was perfectly charming. He'd keep to himself that she seems to think that she's more awkward than she really is, as if somewhere along the line in her life she was convinced that was the role she was meant for. It reminds him of a few people he already likes. It inclines him to gentleness.]

The X-ray glasses. You could have been an excellent thief. [His smile slants teasing again.] Or a scientist, I suppose.

[He then waves his hand airily between them, his turn to look awkward.]

It's an extension of existing work, and it's less impressive than it sounds. Most of what I tell people is preventative, anyway. Talk to people who care about you, get rest, try to keep your spirits up. That kind of thing. It's not even magic, most of it.