There's a soft hmm at the question, like he really has to think about it. "Barely even a little," he'll eventually confirm. Not that he really leaves her lips to answer her either, lingering in that soft press of kisses. "Too soft, or maybe I'm just wonderful enough that you don't have to be." He's not the only one that had a crush for quite a while. Being at her side, happy to be her friend until they'd realized they'd both had feelings.

"Maybe I think the soup will keep until we have a bit of fun?" He's grinning at her flush, body moving easily with her as a soft sound slips from him. Because really, how is he supposed to think when she's tugging him through the flat like this. "Unless you're determined to eat first. Maybe you can settle in my lap while you eat so we're close." He's mostly teasing, but it's fun to tease her too.