Sylvain leaves his details vague, but he does promise Felix a gift tonight. A holiday about love? Of course he'll be participating. Though wildly carousing about isn't on his agenda anymore, that doesn't mean he plans for any less fun.

So he invites Felix out for the evening in Ecruteak. The night market seems like it ought to be the perfect venue, from what Sylvain can tell. Food and beautiful lights, probably cute handicrafts and other trinkets to look at. Hopefully the night atmosphere is a not only more relaxed, but more romantic too.

"Y'know," he chirps as they warp into the center, and Sylvain brazenly takes Felix's hand into his own. He's gotten noticeably bolder about publicly showing his affection with Felix since returning from the cruise. Not from a growth in any kind forwardness (because Sylvain's always been shameless) but in security of what they have. It just feels right, like he should have always been doing this. "I didn't think I'd find anything similar to home. But this night market sounds a lot like something I'd read about from Dagda. Have you heard of the open-air night markets?"