"At least she'll ha--" began Seth before he was pleasantly cut off.

He wrapped his arms around Davide and pressed himself against him, eagerly kissing in return, taking some time to enjoy the indelicacy of it all.

Before breaking away a little, smiling and running his tongue along the inside of his lips before chuckling, "Well, there's a pleasant contrast..."

"It is that." He replied, smiling. "Which do you like better?" He asked, curious.

"I've not had enough, quite, to take a representative sample..." teased Seth before leaning in to place a quick peck on Davide's cheek, "That said, from what I've seen, I like yours a bit more." He grinned a bit, watching Davide's face.

"And you?"

"Both." He replied. "I like both, I just wanted to know what you thought." He grinned. "I've no idea what a represenative sample means."

"I would be lying if I said I would turn either down..." replied Seth with a smile; a smile which became a grin as he said, "I mean to say that I have only tried it a little; to say for sure, I would have to try both many times so I could make an informed decision."

And to that end, he decided to try a less-than-delicate kiss of his own.

Davide pulled him in close, kissing him back eagerly and pulling away to grin at him. "I feel as if your sampling should stop. I'm giving you your reward before you've even done anything."

Seth smiled a little and nodded, "A very good point. I should hate to be in some sort of debt; whatever would we do then?"

He chuckled a little before taking a step back himself, his smile becoming a bit simpler, "And I must say good neighbour to you for this, Davide. I have been... In rather low spirits since this whole mess started with Acorn getting kidnapped and the like. But for the wedding, it's felt as if there's been precious little good in my orbit."

"Me too." He replied, smiling broadly. "You've been a good friend to me, and a bright point about being here." He said, rather shyly. "Don't worry yet about Acorn. At least we know more. And we'll find her. I know it."

Seth, in spite of himself, felt a blush cropping up his cheeks. "We will have to do this more. The flirting and. And the like." He chuckled a bit, rubbing the back of his neck with a half-smile on his face.

"And I know she will be found. I only wish I could do more to find her. I had a notion that she might be hidden away by some magic, but if that's the case, it's quite beyond me just yet." He smiled a bit, "Which does not count as negativity, only a statement of the moment."

"How are you doing otherwise, though? Beyond the house arrest? Are you... are you holding up alright?"

"Everything's fine." He reassured the other man. "My arm hurts, and I'm sure I'll have more bruises soon, but I'm fine. Really." He said, slightly teasingly. "Why do you think someone's hiding her with magic?"