Fuuen was roughly 50% sure that this was not the usual attire Elyss wore. He had to consult his notebook to confirm it, given his memory, but his notes told him that he was, indeed, correct. Based on his own descriptors and sketches of her (which there were certainly more of now than the initial two), he had to conclude...
"That outfit suits you remarkably well, Elyss."
It was true, the aesthetics of it matched almost surprisingly well with how the woman carried herself. Naturally, Fuuen began to jot down the image, sketching her out as he had become used to doing. But, of course, he kept up with her all the while. He had become used to her pace, and while he could not say he necessarily remembered the specifics of it...he did faintly suspect that he would not forget it any time soon.
"I am naturally quite ready. I have made a few plans here and there, though I think given both of our personalities, those may end up by the wayside. Hopefully that does not ruin the night, I would be quite remiss if you did not enjoy yourself."