César's mouth falls open a little when she stands and lifts his chin up with her finger, and she's got his full attention.

"Okay." She gets that confirmation, and he listens obediently, looking at her in growing gratitude as she takes the weight of thinking through things off of his shoulders for now. "... That... sounds really nice."

He pushes off the desk to do just that. Oh. Oh, she's close now. César feels himself leaning forward, annnnnnnnd he kisses just above the tip of her nose.

César isn't thinking about that love potion in the water, as it feels too natural; he drops his voice to a whisper and smiles softly to her. "Thank you, bonita."