"Vaan!" was the first thing that sounded from her when she turned, hearing the moogle's voice. "Ah..." her words stumbled slightly at Montblanc's quip, making a bit of heat burn into her cheeks. But when she quickly realized the situation, her eyes daring from Montblanc, to Vaan, to Tidus... then to their hands. Darkening a few shades deeper, she quickly released her grasp on the hand, trying -- and failing, to make it look natural.

"Um... I'm sorry, you're right," her head bowed slightly as she tried her best to shake off the spotlitght she found herself in. "Mmm-montblanc, wasn't it? I'll remember that, next time." Up until the conflict the only moogles Yuna had ever seen had been stuffed, after all.

But as the two blonds collided, she looked hopeful. "Vaan, this is..."