[Grinning at Loqi's pissed expression as Ravus steals his thunder (and the undergrad who'd been hitting on him), Ravus leans back and makes himself more comfortable. Adopting as casual a sprawl as he can while on a lap, he recalls the infamous day.]

The video cut out half of the group running out of the lecture hall at the end, but otherwise it was a pretty extensive coverage.

[He pauses for dramatic effect, taking a sip of his wine.]

I am fairly confident, one of the most popular 'remix versions' of the video was edited by Highwind herself, though. She was humming it for days in her office.

[Ravus is silent through Gladio's response about Loqi- it's hard to have much of a private conversation sitting so close to the other grad students- but he nods about the wine.]

I have discriminating tastes. I'm sure you've seen from class, I'm not easy to please.

[He's feeling a unique blend of victory and regret. Gladio is definitely not in danger of falling into Loqi's clutches, but Ravus is now sitting on his lap, surrounded by his peers, and Gladio's damnable thighs are so solid and warm beneath him. He needs to be anywhere but here, or be here, but with everyone else gone. He's not sure how to remedy the situation.]