...That's a good idea. Gordin's never been one for theatrics given his mundane childhood, but he could always give it a college try. Maybe invest in some sparklers, whistle on a blade of grass; make it a real bard experience.
After all, Altea's full of stories about hero-kings and dark dragons and whatnot; it's pretty awesome when framed in the right way. And it would totally help keep him from accidentally prying a little too hard!

"Polly Morth...No, Polymorph? Right? That's a pretty neat word if you'll excuse my saying so!"
Not that he knows what it means. Still, it sounds awesome, as does the concept of 'superhero'; at the mere mention of the word, his face lights up in curiosity. "You're a superhero? Does that mean you're...You're a true hero of legend? That's amazing! How many villages have you saved? Did you defeat a dragon? Ah, I've never met a real hero before, apart from milord!"

Hey, Annie. Consider this tool completely awed by your pose and the thought of you punching bad guys in the face. You have a new fan!