Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner

"And I like you in the coat." Demyx agrees easily, stealing another kiss. "But you're a little obvious in it, you know?" he tugs on the silver chains that hang off the hood before laughing and stepping back. "I'm gonna go get a drink, I'll catch you later after your other friends have had your fill. I shouldn't monopolize all your time." But he totally just implied that it would be no problem for him to do so if he wanted to.