Mm... don't know if you'd want lessons on that from me just yet. Maybe once I get more practice in.

[His lips brush against her fingertips as he speaks, his voice quiet with her so close to him. His brows furrow, quite serious all of a sudden - or at least giving the illusion of it - and slides his hands up her back, tucking her hair behind her ears and cupping both of her cheeks.

And then, inelegantly, he uses his thumbs to lift up the corners of her lips, similarly to how she'd fussed with his face when he was in his older body.]

I think this is how smiling works, though. You might want to check with an expert on that. Did you know Prompto lives here too?