Nero makes an indignant sound, climbing to his feel and righting his clothes. The hair... the hair's going o have to see a comb, and even then it might be a little fluffier than it needs to be.

"Then," he says, "maybe come by tonight. But don't wait up too long..."

He has to tease, to taunt, to smirk -- despite the glow that says he'll be here as soon as Cid shuts the door.