Tavis knew Davvin was right, but that wouldn't stop him from at least procrastinating. He just wasn't ready yet and Corena would probably never figure it out, dumb blonde that she was. "Thanks, man!" he exclaimed before he spun away again, about to sit back down at his work table. It took until then for him to fully understand what Davvin said to him. "I'm not an idiot, ya know! Will you just sit still and shut up already. Models aren't supposed to come with sass." He plopped down in his chair about a yard away from Davvin and leaned forward, chin on his palm, to stare.