Yuki giggles. Once. One time, single giggle. This is the most terrible slip up she has ever made. She cannot let on that she's imagining the two girls in front of her in a yuri manga trying to split an ice cream sundae at a food court and growing increasingly  distressed as they each try to give the biggest piece to the other one and the sundae is melting and they're both blushing and...no. Everyone present here would die of embarrassment if they knew what Yuki was thinking about right now and that giggle was the greatest betrayal of her life, actually.

She clears her throat and dutifully listens to Eclair, and her ears definitely did not twitch nervously. Who even decided that cool cat ears would just twitch nervously on their own, what the heck?! "Y-yes, of course. It's just a short sword lesson, I wanted to learn how to split up my heartblade into different shapes and Ec-the mystery builder ([i]get a hold of yourself Yuki[/i]) said she could teach me the principles really fast and then I can practice on my own. You're more than welcome, the room we were promised is from Sulochana, princess of Crevas, so I'm sure it's very spacious and has more than one couch in it, like basically guaranteed."

A pause. She's not quite sure what to say next. "S-so, um, please consider this my formal invitation to join us in our hotel room safe from the uh...rigors of the golden ball. For whatever...um...planning you might need."