Shiho does absolutely nothing to dissuade the gentle set of his hands at her sides and only just resists the urge to linger herself, fingers tracing the edges of his lapel. He really doesn't need to make it more eloquent than "wow" and "suspiciously hot", her lips curving into a smile because she doesn't just hear the words themselves but also the feelings behind them and that sense of what is almost awe at how good she looks.

They probably have to go soon so she does reach down to rest a hand at his elbow, gently guiding his hand down so they can link fingers. They can be fashionably late, she thinks, and that means fewer people to make him feel self-conscious.

"Isn't that fine? Tetsu can concentrate on me and I'll concentrate on you~"

And probably concentrate on doing her job too, while she was at it.