Oh, heaven forbid I pass up the opportunity— but I'm not taking my bows all on my own.

[He smiles broadly; it had, after all, been a joint effort, and while the woman in the crowd continues to try and grab his attention, he instead reaches for Tifa's hand and lifts it high before taking a bow and gently tugging her hand to encourage her to do the same.

It wouldn't be much of a curtain call with just one of them, and it would seem that Tifa has her admirers, as well— there are a number of people who begin to clap even more enthusiastically as Balthier releases her hand and steps to one side, gesturing for her to take another bow on her own. It's only appropriate to give a leading lady her dues.]

I think they might even go so far as to demand an encore— a shame we don't have anything prepared.

[Ah, well— always leave them wanting more.]