Henry's reaction was priceless. It was hard not to chuckle, to laugh a little, because of just how adorable the other man was. He'd taken off his shirt because he was warm, and because the next round of photographs seemed like a good time to get used to having a lens pointed at him when he wore less clothing. He sure he would be comfortable with that, with Henry behind the lens. Besides, it wasn't that big a deal, no more different then swimming really. In fact he was more clothed at the moment, compared to when he wore a speedo during races.

Kenneth settled for smiling when Henry stuttered out a confused question. "I asked if you minded if I stare at you, instead of the camera, when I pose. I am doing this for you, after all." He almost winked, but settled for shoving his hands in his pockets. It was just so tempting to tease Henry, and that would probably give the guy a heart attack.