[ His idea was rather that of embracing the opportunities instead of abandoning them out of unfounded fear, the little things that had often had both of them instinctively shaking their heads before they even knew what they were. At the same time, rather than rushing to correct the melodist, he let the offer sink in for a bit.

They were still close, close enough for her to lightly tickle his cheek with a strand of her hair with that single head-tilt, which in turn made him stifle a chuckle. ]

And he did well.

[ Words of praise flew to his lips with such weird ease, but credit was certainly due. Even so, the thought of having the Moogle as their teacher causes some doubt to creep into his features, despite his own not so small experience as far as following orders of those fluffy creatures was concerned. ]

But you're right, that wouldn't exactly help our image as independent individuals, and besides, it doesn't necessarily have to be classes. Maybe it's the rare occasions that make it feel so special to begin with.

[ A soft hum. ]

Though I wouldn't mind being able to see you more often again, either.