[Albert's whole body warms at the mere thought of this food being even better, and while that is a wholly embarrassing thought, he embraces it anyway. With real enthusiasm seeping in, he takes another bite of the pastry, once again cutting a second bite after to offer to Ignis. Something about eating with him, just sitting like this, is making all the distress seem absolutely ridiculous.

He had to have been right when they first met. His first impression was wholly accurate. This man may be the best man he's met in so, so long. And the more he pushes himself out of his comfort zone with Ignis, the freer he feels. Between bites, he smiles, and at each bite he closes his eyes indulgently, savoring it completely.]

What should we do with the evening? If you're taking care of me, well... I can see you're already formulating a plan, so go on and tell me.