[ Sylvain pulls back with a chuckle and an all-too smug smile on his lips as amber eyes glint from behind his mask.

Their "audience", as it were, has either cheered their approval at the show or already lost interest and wandered off to the next shiny entertainment waiting to catch their eye. So Sylvain will take that as answer enough on one end.

And as for his judgement on the whole thing, he holds Lorenz' gaze for one long moment before tugging him close once more, but this time it's to lean in to murmur softly against his ear, for his hearing alone. ]

Not bad, Gloucester. Not bad at all. There might be hope for you yet.

[ He gives the man one more abrupt clash of lips in a kiss before pulling away with a playful wink and turning away to start sauntering in the other direction, leaving Lorenz standing there.

He does give one last teasing call over his shoulder, however, before he gets too far away. ]

You might wanna keep an eye out for mistletoe, though. Just in case.