[ Miwako's voice drags him straight from the rapt attention his food had earned. He squeezes his brother's hand in return even as he smiles widely at her. ] Miss Miwako! [ Luca knows he looks far messier in person, even cleaned off as he's been. He's too small for his clothes, too small in general. ] Mm! I have fruit. It's really good.
[ He'd offer it to her, but a.) he's staring and b.) he's turning back to Alois, admiring his earring. ] It's pretty! [ He glances between the two of them. ] Can I have one?