"Great!"

They exchange contact information and then the twins leave.

And Dayo and Arthur can continue on their date while she mulls over a thing or two.

There are more interesting sights to see. Eventually he asks, "What is on your mind?"

"—hm? Oh, just, the twins." Pause. "Perhaps not the best answer I could've given, in a date."

"We were just talking to them. What about them?"

"They just seemed like very interesting and peculiar people."

"They did! Not every day you meet skymages. Or mageborns in general."

"I mean, in addition to being skymages."

"Oh, yes. Also not every day you meet people with the explicit desire to improve upon the natural order."

He looks at her affectionately.

"All talk," she says, grinning.

Kiss. "You're too adorable."

Kiss! "Who, me? Lies and slander."

Kiss! "Are you sure? I think I have a pretty reliable source." Kiss.

"And what is it?"

"It's a secret! You can't just go around telling everyone about your sources."

"Of course you can, that's how science!"

"I thought science was more about observations. And I observe you're adorable."

"Anecdotes, just anecdotes."

"Just anedoctes?"

"Yep. And the plural of anecdote is not data."

"Aw, does this mean I should stop observing that you're adorable?"

"No, no, just that you need to appropriately record and interpret the data before drawing conclusions from them."

"I see. So I will have to write down all of your behavior, then conduct a blind test with people judging it adorable or not." He nods sagely.

"You get it!"

He makes a show of writing himself a note. Then he kisses her.