[Cue puns about David being a treasure fit to steal? Or perhaps another time. For now David lets himself be freed of baggage as he smiled at the compliment. Smiling and being pleased was a good cover for trying to figure how how to greet Balthier. He wasn't the sort to take the man's hand and kiss his knuckles, but it felt too soon for a kiss hello, even on the cheek. So he just offers the smile and steps in.]

Looks much like I remember it. Brighter though. An almost radiant space. Careful with the bag, literally everything but the cords are some form of fragile.

[He revises down some of his intentions on ordering for dinner, just based on the size of the table. But that is for later. For now he looks at the candle and smiles. Further confirmation. He doesn't comment, though. No, he would rather let it be an unspoken sign of affection between them.]