I quite enjoy swaying you, Zechs, and I try not to push too much. I enjoy the parts of you that are solid and unyielding, that makes it all the more gratifying that you're willing to bend for me some of the time.

We could dance in private. If it's truly something you have avoided, I want to watch you learn something new. To admire your skill not only for its elegance when mastered, but the speed at which you can achieve it.

[That is so ridiculously sappy, Quattro can't handle it. It's sheer force of will that keeps him from trying to hide his face again.]