[A pause. An impish look growing over his features once more.]

Oh! So you're ready to show off that tattoo now then? If I get to pick the nude, then that's what I want to see~

[Baptiste holds up the device to his wrist, scrolling through the spaces of apps until he can pull up the camera. It was a wonder that catboy had actually taught him someone so useful right out of the gate!]

If so, you'll just need to lounge across this chair. Give me a little look over your shoulder... and I'll snap it!

[What a way to make friends... It'll make for a fascinating foundation for them.
Or so Baptiste hopes.]