Ridiculous isn't quite how he sounds, and there will be no slotting into place in this dream construction. These words are greeted with confusion, incredulity, and something that is only threatening to become wariness. He sets the rag down with an excess of care, one ear canted like he's listening for a sneak attack.

"Uh huh, that's-- nice." It's a testament to the strangeness of this situation that he hesitates in his words. Taako doesn't have fans, can't be bribed out of his common sense with attention from an admittedly very handsome man. He sincerely hopes this isn't going to be another guy-asking-for-rocket-fuel situation. That kind of thing makes for a good story (told by someone else) but is less fun to deal with in reality, in person.

He'll try his gentle prodding for information again, maybe a little more pointed this time. "What specifically can I do for you?"