Mmm. [A thoughtful hum, or commentary on his almost-kisses?] Curiosity, at first. [Honesty begets honesty, even if there weren't drinks involved. One dainty hand slides from his shoulder, down his chest.]
That's still partly true, I admit. You are intriguing to me, Tyki, if not for the reasons some others may find you so. [After all, he knows by now Lacus won't be bested by charm or other false intimacies.]
[Her hand settles at the front of his hip, less teasing now and more because she expects he'd like it.] And because I find myself wishing to see you smile.