I could compliment them, of course... [ She said, with a quirk of her lips. ] But eyes are only eyes, hm? Windows to our inner world, but nothing we cultivate.

[ Well, perhaps Kiritsubo did, but she wanted to keep that small indicator left behind, as she flirted with her. Her skin beneath Kiritsubo's fingers prickled with gooseflesh, and she leaned closer to her. ]

I would much rather give you a closer look at my skin, and compliment your eye and knack for your work. I think that is something far more quantifiable, and something I would admire you for.

[ Her tone soft, though the proposition was implicit. She reached up, and brushed her lacquered nails against her arm, gently. ]

Though if that is too presumptuous...

[ She would rethink her approach. ]