[ Midnight feels Keita's fingers around his as they walk, picks up their joined hands for a kiss to the back of his hand before letting their handhold swing between them, sweet and easy. Midnight bends to Keita as soon as he senses that the conversation takes a private turn, eyes lidded and a small smile on his face. Greedy, indeed... Midnight wants a lot, too. It's a matter of fairness to accept the greed of others. ]

For my faithful reader, my clockwork artist, with the cleverest hands I've ever witnessed... Your designs are truly of paradise. I would be honored to be the focus of as many as you can bestow upon me.

[ And Midnight, true to his word, only pauses with Keita at the elevator and wherever he feels like he hasn't kissed Keita enough. With the kissing pauses, traveling does take a while, but they make it to the elevator. Eventually. He does play with the short hairs at the nape of Keita's neck as they wait for the elevators, though... It's a very pretty neck. Keita's a very pretty man. ]