"Maybe," Sylvain mutters, but it's more a stage whisper than actually trying to keep it from Felix.

Again, he's shocked to find out somehow he's managed to not utterly fuck this up when Felix says he's gotten some of those flirting attempts to work. Though 'important things' is a little vague. It's probably about the future of their territories, he figures. Less pressing than the fact Felix actually accepted a date with him.

"Told you it'd work one day," he tries to tease. It's mild considering his usual boisterous insistence, but it's not as shame-riddled and guilt-laden as he'd been a few minutes ago. Progress.

"Tell me you liked it at least. Not nearly as bad as you used to say it'd be, right?"