He did really like her, a great deal. He had for quite some time, and probably always would to some degree. He knew they weren't dating now, bt what they'd been through, what they shared together, it was all so incredible. He loved it. He was so happy with her, in all honesty. He took the good with the bad, and didn't think of her panic attacks as a flaw. It meant she cared, and needed something to help her. She needed strong support, and he was happy to give it.
He loved her really, but that was mostly a friendship type of love, though he had no doubt that it could mean a great deal if it wasn't for the fact it was to early in whatever 'this' was to call it that. All he cared for right now was making sure she was okay.
"I've no doubt you're the best cook I know, but if you're not hungry then let's not worry about it. And yea it's been bad, but not that bad, I've been with you so you've already taken plenty care of me."