"What, you don't do that?" he teased. Mia did know him well though, and did know what he would like. The quilt was a big testament to that. It stayed on his bed constantly.
A smile at that. Sometimes he did still seek approval, despite being one of the most solid people esteem wise. It was a heavy addition to their bags, but he wasn't feeling after-purchase guilt, so it seemed meant to be. He saw someone walk by with some sort of sweet treat. "Dessert?" he asked.