[There's a hint of surprise in his gaze, but he's quiet for a moment. He shifts his stance, aiming to turn around so that he can face Azul. At first, he simply looks at Azul's face, though one hand lifts to curiously touch one of the mer's shoulders and the respective upper arm.

And then he looks down, one hand brushing over the top portion of one limb.]

I'm admittedly having trouble understanding what you dislike about this form...

[He smiles up at Azul, though there's just the hint of an unimportant blush.]

Personally, I find it enjoyable to look at.