[ It may be nothing more than a performance, but Navia has always loved it when gentlemen kiss the back of her hand by way of introduction. It's such a romantic gesture--one that never fails to bring a blush to her cheeks, even now--but she tries not to jump to any conclusions about the kind of person this Aventurine fellow is. They're putting on a show right now, after all. ]

There's a saying a bit like that where I come from as well. 'Drink the wine in Mondstadt and the water in Fontaine.'

[ As far as her comfort goes, there's only so much that can be done to ensure that in a situation like this. There's really nothing else for it.

Except... how does one simply dive into such an endeavor under the eager eyes of a voyeur, even a painted one? Stepping in closer, she rests her hands on his chest and leans in to kiss him. ]