"Jealous? That's ridiculous." A tiny hint of disbelief carried in her voice, but it was largely overshadowed by faint mirth accompanying those words. Though she understood where it might have come from, the melodist still kept herself from thinking about it too deeply for both their sakes and focused on the little bird.

Except it was harder to ignore the soothing warmth of his weight against her side, her body shifting to make the position more comfortable for both of them before she could really think about it. If the closeness had encouraged the faint warmth in her cheeks, his request fanned it into a full-blown blush that she had no hope of calming down in the next few moments.

"Ah..." With her throat feeling so dry, it was difficult to manage any other sound as she turned her gaze downward, looking at neither the chocobo nor Ace. Her mind returned to the night at the party little over a month ago, to the innocent sprig started the long series of questions since.

Now felt similar to then, but... the apprehension of that time was largely muted, her erratic heartbeat pressed forward by an odd elation that had her feeling almost dizzy. It's enough that she leaned against him a little further, feeling as if she would fall over from the plethora of questions she had for both herself and him, born from the anxiety and...

What else was there to call it but relief? Faint as it was, there was a spark of hope at the center of the tempest.

"Are you sure you want to...?" Before she could provide a solid answer, she needed to know. "And... when would it be...?"