Barty grinned again, feeling a small flutter in his stomach. It was the words, it had to be. Or maybe the smile. And hell, it was Evan. Evan was able to have an effect on Barty like that, even when he didn't remember who he was. Taking some of the food, Barty helped lower the tray across Evan's lap. Barty wasn't going to let his lover go hungry.
"It's a good combination," Barty replied lightly, "because I love making jokes."