86. "Me and You."
He's whispering things to her, words that in daylight would make her blush, but that in the dark seem like the best ideas she has ever heard. Her hands are at his waist, moving him where she wants him to go, and Irvine goes...
In the dark, it's so much easier to drop the walls and forget who they pretend to be, just for a little while. When it's over, and she's got her head tucked into his shoulder, he says that he likes this, that he's glad she's here.
There is no "me and Irvine."
Quistis traces abstract patterns across his chest and when she doesn't respond, Irvine thinks that's okay, that's enough for now.