[ A tiny bit startled, then he laughs. Well, he's used a fair few in front of her himself, so. ]

Something like that, maybe. [ Admits, ] I haven't settled on one for you yet.

[ Slides in closer to her, though, so that he can tease, ]

I don't know, do you think we can trust 'em to keep their hands to themselves?

[ Mixed reactions from the crowd: some are definitely quick to say yes, others laugh, others shout no, and at least one person boos. Lupine tosses them a wink, but he's already using nightingale — the wind picks up, a strong scent of fresh cut grass, leaves dancing in the air... and then the one leaf, big enough for him to hop onto. ]