[The answer to his challenge gets him to grin mischievously- he's come to understand that Yoimiya's got a bit of a competitive side to herself, and he can't let that subtle gloat go unchallenged. He's no doubt that she'll impress him, she already has in more ways than one. But why not spice things up a little, raise the stakes, and put her in a position where he makes her work to prove her words while giving her everything she deserves in the process? To him, this is a win-win situation and every moment is going to be exciting.

Remembering to pick his chest harness up, he follows her as he stares at her cute, plump butt, all the while laughing to himself. She's doing it on purpose and he knows it, and he's enjoying the show of her hips swaying as she walks. Exactly what she wants him to do, he's sure.

As he steps in, he too takes in the scenery of the hot spring, but he's already making plans for certain spots that he picks out for the two of them. Keeping those plans to himself, he continues to stand next to her as he takes the bottle, drinking deeply from it. The faster he can get more and more intoxicated at this point, the better, and it'll take quite a bit more.]

Hah, I'm glad you liked my little metaphor. I knew I found you alluring for a reason, [he states simply, choosing now to move behind her to lower himself down to rest his knees on the ground, wrapping his arms around her middle. Tartaglia lets his head rest on her shoulder as he gazes out into the hot spring, enjoying having her close and all to himself, quietly appreciating the moment while letting his mind run amok with how he's about to make Yoimiya live up to her words.]

I had a little idea, if you'll indulge me. Mind spreading your legs a little and leaning back into me a bit? I need to get down here.

[One of his hands slides downwards towards her groin, waiting for her permission and access.]