[ They're dancing around one another and she can see it already - and she feels bad. She feels guilty because she knows it's her memories that have caused the problems, her silly room that made all of this happen. Her own awkwardness makes her feel on edge and she has to force herself to calm down.

The basket helps, though, and she realises that was his intention all along. Oh, Ignis... ]

Something like that. Sometimes it's nice to just sit and read for a little while.

[ The smell of the food does make her stomach rumble, though, and she blinks, feeling a little silly even as she smiles, reaching to take one. ]

You're right, I completely forgot. [ But... ] You didn't just come to feed me, did you?