"I don't need to flatter myself, everyone else does it for me," he says with a wry twist of his mouth, brows raising and chin resting on his hand has he thinks about the rest of the information he was given.

It is a lot to take in, a lot to process and well, it really could be worse. Even if talking to a dead man made him get a slightly bitter taste to his mouth. Plus the knowledge that Portgas is alive, that rankles something in his chest and he does huff and take a sip of the alcohol, just to feel the slide of it burn down his throat.

Rayleigh blinks though, laughs and rubs his mouth clean as of course that would be what Marco started on. "I think she's become even more beautiful than before."