[Well, Levity's face certainly grows much redder at that--and particularly that last addition. Her skin is soft and warm under his hand, turning to smooth scales at her hip, and there's no way he could deny that D.Va is indeed very beautiful. He allows himself to look her over again, but also catches her other hand to bring it up to his lips and kiss it.]

You are your own, D.Va. But I am truly honoured you would grant me your company and a chance to know you.

[He's a hopeless romantic.]