[It's a saving grace, though Olivine wouldn't mind that fate either. The rabbit event certainly holds a lot of fun memories for someone like him...

But as Ragna rises without releasing his hand, urging him to follow him up thereby, his expression warms a little more.]

No, I'm not bothered by the idea in the least. I do find you quite attractive, Ragna... and I'd be honored to spend the night with you.

[His pseudo reluctance had more to do with not knowing how the other felt—about him or men in general, for that matter. Given the obvious offer, he can close the distance between them some, head canting slightly.]

Please, lead the way.