[Tempting... So, so very tempting, and a puff of air escapes Tifa in a sigh as she taps their lips together... only barely.

She would twirl away again right now if she could, but she has a feeling she's caught in his trap forever now, so she accepts her fate, and simply smiles where she is as the two of them step lightly to the beat of the waltz, though the music is nothing more than quieted noise in the back of her head now as the sound of his breathing and her own quickening heartbeat fill it instead.]

Well, what kind of reward does a greedy prince like you want? I... suppose I could grant it, if it's within my power as princess.