He offers her a sheepish smile of his own in return; naturally, neither of them knows exactly what they're doing in this situation. At least they have the opportunity to learn together, to move forward and find their way in what he considers to be the best of company.

"It's a first for me, as well," he reminds her, one corner of his mouth quirking upwards, and he shakes his head as he reaches for the teapot between them, gesturing towards her cup with an upturned hand to ask whether she'd like more.

"Perhaps it would be best to keep it between ourselves, for now." Does that mean keeping it from their companions, as well? He doubts any of them would talk, and in some cases, he doesn't think they would be terribly surprised, either, but if Kisara would rather not share, then he can certainly respect that. "It will take us both some time to learn to navigate this, and though I have the utmost faith in the people of our fair city, I realize it may not be so simple."

Some may protest, though he thinks many more would be happy to see the line between Dahnan and Renan entirely erased. The two of them have the opportunity to serve as a shining example of coexistance— but that's not why he asked.

He tucks his chin downwards, his lower lip catching briefly against his teeth, boyish.

"I can't say I would mind keeping you to myself for some time."