The gleam in Uzume's eyes didn't diminish as Tuck spoke, but it did soften into something lighter, less teasing. "Well, damn," she murmured, tracing the lines of the sketch with one finger, and her slow-spreading smile was like the early blush of dawn. "Check you out. You took my creepy lewd request and turned it into something straight-up romantic. Respect, man." She lifted her glass and clinked it against his in a small toast. "I'm sorry you had to leave her."