Phillip laughs, reaching up to run his hand through Gustavain's hair before smoothing over the line of his jaw, thumb brushing against his lips. "Most of what you plan up worries me," he teases, though it's also very true and understandable given the amount of absolutely insanity the Warrior of Light inevitably finds himself drawn into to.

Still, those bigger concerns are not getting much attention at the moment, both of them likely much more inclined to focus on the present 'trouble.' He leaves the settings relatively manageable for now, fondly tracing the edges of the other's face. "I assume if you'd wanted to remain hidden we would have done this elsewhere?" Gustavain may or may not know about Phillip's ridiculous exhibitionist streak, but he's not terribly inclined to keep this so private if they're both alright with it.