If he noticed her discomfort, he did a good job at hiding the fact. His kind, gentle nature... It was so different than anything she had known before. It was the exact opposite of her intense, pain-focused relationship with Him. That difference was, in a way, refreshing. She had spent so long on her toes, watching every movement she made so that it could be perfect... Relaxation was important. Her smile softened upon her face as she turned to look at Aaron, and maybe it was the exhaustion, but his eyes seemed to glitter with nervousness.

It was quite endearing, actually.

Quietly, she took his fork and tried a bite of his eggs, and while they weren't necessarily her favorite food, they did taste quite good. She chewed thoughtfully as she handed the fork back over to him, still smiling. Whatever it was they had, she didn't try to label it. She was unfamiliar with it... In all of her eighteen years, she had been known to dismiss most people, and the only person she ever really "crushed" on was Him, which turned into something else entirely. She didn't quite know how to deal with it.

"Thank you," she said, as she finished her bite. "They're actually pretty good." Glancing up at the menu, she made a mental note of the name so that she could look up exactly what went into making them later. "That Afano-whatever... He's a pretty good chef, hmm?"