One might say then - by your own definition - the pair of us are the ones Eorzea needs in the wake of the last Calamity.

[ She immediately returns the second kiss. If he were to pick her up on the spot and carry her away? She would melt into his arms. As it is, she nearly does. The fact his fingers wrap around hers pulls her from the sensation. She follows him without question, slightly dazed by how the night has gone. How might she tell her sister of all this...?

Her fingers slide between his. A smile and nod is given to the steward as they step inside. ]