Ganymede could tell he'd enjoyed the hug, and really, it just made him want to hang all over the mortal like an ill-fitting sweater. Ganymede and affection came hand in hand, even if he couldn't bring himself to tie himself to anyone but Zeus...wherever he was. Still, if Joey wanted affection, this was the package it was probably going to come in.
He resigned to stay in his jacket for a bit, until he felt properly warmed up, but he nodded enthusiastically at the idea of hot chocolate. "Sure! Whatever you want."
He poked towards the package on the counter, and smiled. "Maybe it'll go with the cookies I made. They're gingerbread. And a few sugar. I wasn't sure what you'd like better."