"Soewhat alone," he responded to her question, feeling her fingers wander his arm and find his face. Leaning in to help guide the kiss, he settled comfortably into it, entirely at ease with this now they'd done it countless times. He was sure that they'd both be painfully awkward were things to progress, yet this was comfortable. They each knew what they were doing here.

Then a voice came, a familiar one at that, and he pulled from the kiss, a stern face slipping in place just to mask the fact that his face had fluched slightly.

"Lady Agrias... Excuse us for our improper public affection." Gently easing away from Quistis, settling on merely holding her hand, he wondered how Agrias was going to react.