That's not a good look for the princess, is it? In his mind, he can still hear the protest and concern in her voice when she pointed out the kind of reputation she would earn if she were to flirt with another man while presumably engaged to him.

To that end, it's not a good look for their relationship either. That's... probably good for one of Yukimura's intentions for him, at least, but not so much the other. Bunta is on his way over for those reasons alone. Whatever is responsible for that kernel of personal displeasure he feels is not something he's going to examine. It's not relevant.

Before Niou can answer her, he finishes closing the distance to them, his body language as relaxed as usual as he assumes a place close to Lissa's side and quietly reclaims her with a hand on her far shoulder. For all outward appearances, he's just joining his friend and fiancée in a conversation. His reaction to their whispering and clinging to each other is going to influence how this is perceived. Hands off my girl is not the message he wants to send to the crowd. I'm not concerned about this, so you shouldn't be either is much better.

"Yo," he greets. "That was a lively dance, huh? Want something to drink?"

Niou looks amused and takes the hint, slipping a step back from Lissa and pocketing his hand. "Good idea. I'll get us some."

"Thanks," Bunta answers with a wink, and pulls Lissa in a little closer.