[ He means to say something to address the now-concluded Dravanian conflict, or perhaps comment upon the notion of properly meeting with Midgardsomr, but surprising even himself, he does none of those things.

What he does do is carefully lift her hand so that he might place a kiss upon it. ]

For me, I must admit that I felt the sparks of attraction during our first meeting, but I told myself then that surely your affections were already claimed, and if not, you would never be fond of or even love someone like me.

[ He imagined that she would most likely seek out another Miqo'te, someone familiar with her traditions and her background. Or if not that, then surely there would be another who caught her eye. ]

And considering how unhelpful I most likely was to you and Master Alphinaud both, at least initially, it seemed likely that I had no chance at all. And yet here we are.

[ He would pull her in for another kiss, but there will be time enough for that once they return to the manor. ]

I hoped that you would say that. [ He squeezes her hand in return as he takes a step forward before glancing back at her. ] Are you ready?