Awww, but look how sad and puppyish those pretty eyes were now!

"I am simply making note of what I tasted!" he protested, projecting innocence for all he was worth. "Your suspicions of my intentions may quite wound me!"

And, just like that, he dropped the innocent act and gave her a completely genuine smile. "Though, were I to guess, it would not be your suspicions that hurt me, but your wit. And possibly a knife I've no doubt you're hiding somewhere."

See? He would play the idiot swain for her, but not insult her by assuming she'd fall for it.