[ Steven looks equal parts flattered and embarrassed at such an offer. ]

Oh - No, no, that's not really necessary. Nothing newsworthy about this face. Guy. Me.

[ Which is, he supposes, sort of a lie. Or is it? There's nothing noteworthy about Steven, Marc is another story.

The butterfly takes flight again, flitting around between the two men before fluttering off to find a flower. Steven watches it go, giving it a very little wave and a quiet so long. ]

Looks like it was a bit camera shy.