Hannibal never really thought about his swearing. It just came natural to the Nightstalker. And Yuna's thoughts were correct on him being comfortable around her. Of course he'd gauged her reaction the first time and had gone from there. He'd hate to offend her. Really, he would.
His eyes raked over her, and he smiled. He was a lucky man, as far as he was concerned and should've been the envy of every other man in the mansion at the moment.
He smiled down at her, placing his free hand on top of hers. He listened as she spoke and as they walked. Nodding his head he gave her another smile, a smile that was apparently perma-glued to his face while he was around her. "That sounds good." He was interested, very interested about her Aeons. It wasn't every day that you got to hear or see something like that. He was seriously beginning to like the mansion. "I'd love to pick the next one. So what are their names again?" He asked, raising a brow once they'd got to the door. Pulling it open, he held it for her and smiled once again.