[ The kiss causes a spark of excitement to run through her body. Her ears perk against her hat and her tail straights at it. A blush takes her face. He manages to strip away all the pretense of being a Scion, Warrior of Light, Champion of Eorzea, Savior of Ishgard in one swoop. Yet, she feels she still struggles in all her attempts to alleviate his titles if only for a short time. It takes only a moment for her to fall into step beside him and her hands curling around his once more. ]

It was politics, Aymeric. We were strangers asking for you to join the Alliance when your own people struggled with their own issues. Why would I think you unhelpful or cold? [ Alkaid's head tilts against his arm again with a smile. ] What I did find you was very handsome and noble. Distant, but, wanting to reach out without knowing quite how to do it.

[ Her posture finally relaxes once more as they walk. ] Although, if I were to be entirely honest, I don't remember much of what was said. I was rather distracted by a certain Lord Commander.