[ Midnight is immediately gently guiding them both toward a nearby set of stairs. Not that he isn't drawn to the opportunity to people-watch near the entrance, but they're here to do some workshopping, so they'd probably be best off finding some quiet alcove to focus in. ]

I do, don't I? Thank you.

[ Midnight soaks in that compliment, glows with satisfaction. A compliment like that from someone this beautiful? Pure seratonin.

While the request to call the good priest by his name only, Midnight tilts his head in thought, looking back at him as they start to ascend the stairs. He nods, still deep in rumination, but it's with a certain decisive finality to it. ]

Olivine, then. Forgive me if I forget myself and call you Father or even Your Holiness every now and then... I'm in the habit of using titles before names, so it might take a long while to let the idea settle in.

[ A first name is very personal for Midnight! Although he doesn't object to the idea of someone dropping titles for him, he likes the formality of a title. They make conversations more orderly, leaves less to chance. That he uses "darling" and "love" more often than given names is no afterthought. ]

Shall we find a place to sit? I've been here enough times to have a few favorite spots, but I'd love to know if there are any you prefer.