"Q--!"
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
"You shouldn't be doing this! I'm too—"
"sexy?" Quistis quirked a brow, smirking somehow coyly at Laguna. "Mr. President , I do believe you are quite right, but I just won't take no for an answer; you know I won't.
There was a low moan heard from within the darkness.
"you know I won't"