Zidane's smile broadened at her quiet thank you and smile, feeling a bit better about their meeting. It was silly but for a moment there he had started to feel like she was out of his reach again. She really was on a different level, being the queen and everything. But just then he saw the Dagger he knew and it made him feel better. But he couldn't help wondering what she was thinking right now.

He gave her a quizzical look when she took his hand, but definitely didn't protest. He allowed her to lead him, trailing idly after her and squeezing her hand lightly in return. He realized at that moment just how much he had missed her. By the time they were far enough way his eyes had adjusted to the night so that he could see the faint outline of her face.

"Didn't want anyone to eavesdrop, huh?" He chuckled, attempting at humor but not quite succeeding. He scratched his head sheepishly. He knew they had to continue their conversation from earlier and it made him cringe inwardly. But the sooner they had it the less time it'd take to patch things up. Or so he hoped.