He rose with her, charming smile full of promise and dark eyes alight with the prospect of showing her new things. There was a freshness that came from seeing it through inexperienced eyes and Matt was already at least two hundred years older the she was.

Following her towards the pipes, he stopped nearby, letting her keep her personal space. He wasn't one to lay it on too heavily and come off creepy or forceful rather then anything but charming and polite in his wickedness.

"Hmm," he considered with a cocky smirk, one hand reaching out to ghost his fingers up the side of her wrist and forearm. "You suspect it because you're an astute woman," he complimented. "And you're absolutely correct."

Bending his elbow out to her, Matthew winks. "Come my dear, I'll show you everything there is to see and experience - as far as you'd like."