[Hopefully she won't mind a little more mistletoe of the normal variety, as there's a very obvious sprig of it fixed over the doorway leading to a certain room down the hall. Bedroom.

THIS GOD CAN, DAMMIT. At least today! Because today is special and he's going to make sure Hiyori never forgets it!! In more ways than one...

Thank goodness the grandeur and splendor has distracted her from their journey here. That part she probably wants to forget about, memories be damned. He, meanwhile, suddenly seems to sober up a great deal, a nervous smile fixing itself on his face as she starts questioning him, each baffled one making him titter more and more, his cheeks growing redder and redder.

Until finally he takes her by her free hand and gives it a squeeze, hoping to calm her thoughts a bit.]

Another party, yeah, kinda. It's not anybody's birthday, though it is a day I hope will be special... You're right about the colors, though--

[Lifting her unburdened hand, he kisses the back of it and continues leaning over it as his voice comes out a soft murmur, his eyes unable to meet hers.]

...I did. Merry Christmas, Hiyori. Did you want your last gift now?