He grins. He really is dorky looking, but at least his smile is friendly.

"Nah, it's just Polish." He hoists himself up onto the stage - not particularly hard considering his height - and walks over to the table with the mask. He studies it without touching it, frowning lightly.

"Not to sound totally egotistical, but it's probably good you did so to me and not like... I dunno. I guess it's hard to blackmail one another when we're all in the same boat. Kinda literally." He half reaches out his hand but then jams both into his pockets instead. "I sort of want to see if it has the same effect on me, but I also don't want to subject you to any of my fucked up brain stuff."