Tigra felt his fingers tickling at him and let out a tiny, playful growl. "You remember, Sho." She kissed his cheek. "I'm flattered...after all these years...that you know where to touch me like that." The music ended and she held his left arm, wrapping around it, holding him as the prized treasure that he was while they walked over to the table.<br/><br/>"You move very well together," Mahina said, knowing the the compliment would be welcomed by her mistress and that she didn't need to ask permission to utter it. If she'd had a question, that would have been an entirely different situation.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Mahina." Tigra smiled at the younger woman while waiting for Sho to indicate their seating arrangements were acceptable. She would have placed them on either side of him, but she understood what Mahina had done. "So, your father will sit on that side of you and we will sit to this side?" she asked, nudging him to let his preference be known.