Seto. [ He sounds disapproving, and it counters her amused smile and playful tone. She's hardly concerned about battery acid rain, not right now, at least, but he's actually thinking about it and that's... somehow, that's actually really endearing in it's own way. ] I know you do, so I guess we should be prepared. I think I'd prefer it if it rained crepes, though... or ice cream. [ Even if that'd get messy, it's preferable to pain and potential death. ] ....Flustered? That's the word I used. I feel like I've won the lottery here. [ This is literally one of the best things she's seen in a long time, except that's about to get shoved off to the side. She may be having fun teasing him right now, but there's a more serious subject at hand right now, too. Granted, her bikini is the last thing on her mind at the moment -- somehow she's managed to dredge up the courage to bring this up, and as hard as it is to keep up the facade of a calm, confident person, as the silence stretches on she's having a hard time keeping that particular mask on.

The anticipation is killing her, and she's half wondering if she's just screwed everything up. But then he speaks, and it makes her heart nearly leap out of her chest. Let's make it official, he'd just said, and it's like a weight has been taken off of her small shoulders. ] ...I'd like that a lot. [ This is actually happening. This is a thing, they are a thing, and she's absolutely elated. If she didn't have an audience, and if she wasn't dressed in a bikini, she'd probably jump up and do a little jig right now. ] There's no one else I'd rather see. [ Just... cementing that. The only person she's interested here is Seto, and she has no plans on straying away to anyone else. ]

...You're okay with that?