The fullness of this little jaunt was finally settling into Gilderoy's mind and he found that slight and unusual --for him!-- worry was being pushed further and further out of mind, the longer he stood before Nyx and watched her.
"Of course!" He answered quickly, resisting reaching out and grabbing her hand, as he was a rather hands on young Wizard, though Gilderoy meant nothing by it he knew few appreciated being touched too much. He instead coped by smoothing his yellow-and-black tie out. "That sounds absolutely lovely."
It did and Gilderoy's bubbling happiness was nothing but genuine.
"Do you want to go somewhere a bit more private? Or is here fine for you?"