[Oh...wow, Hubert's doing a far better job of this than Linhardt could have ever. He chose correctly for this, then; Hubert makes it sound so easy. The breathlessness--is that what couples feel when they speak to one another? How fascinating. Even Linhardt can feel something flooding through him at the act--he'll have to write that down later.

Of course, Linhardt too has a part to play, and he brings his free hand up to chuckle behind it.]

Ah, of course, of course. We wouldn't want anyone getting ideas, now would we?

[It's strange, really. But he's still so curious, and this is...nice, honestly, nicer than he thought it'd be rather than a waste of time. His next words come as a whisper, something to play the part a little better, but--]

That smile on your face is very nice, however, I must say.

[He definitely hears that the passerby has stopped--he can only imagine that they're looking over at all of this right now, and and he can scarcely imagine what they're thinking. Even after the steps start up again, Linhardt's content to ignore the other person, though he does drop his hand back down to the table.

...And at the very least, he's content to stay quiet and not ask for Hubert's critique right this second, see, he is learning--]