[Remaining sitting on the rock, he watches her pop back up, smile wide, excited for the rest of their night together. He could tell she would have let him take her right here on the beach side, and while that's tempting to him, it really wouldn't do. Her comfort and privacy matter to him, and the only reason he'd put himself in a position to get caught would be on purpose to make someone mad and start a fight- maybe that can happen another time. He hopes she'll forgive him to beating someone senseless...

However, right now he's enjoying watching her have to adjust herself, admiring her with a lovestruck look on his face. He's committing her image to memory, taking note of every one of her tattoos, how she wears her kimono, how her hair is tied up along with her hair accessories. Tartaglia's mind wanders to what she'll look like without those clothes, face reddening a little when she glances over to him, getting a good look at her lips and wanting so much to make them swell even more than they already are.

Taking her hand, he stands, but doesn't move to go right away.]

Sake is certainly going to make the night a little more interesting, haha. But Yoimiya, before we go...

[He sighs, casting a look downwards. Not at the ground, but...]

...I might need a moment before I can present myself. You've given me a little problem that I can't deal with right now, and it's going to be a minute or so before it...well...

[Settles down. His pants are not hiding himself well at the moment.]