He made a bit of a sound rather like a petulant child and simply watched. Really, he was awful when he wasn't getting the attention he wanted but he smiled when she did anyhow. Quietly, he watched her cook and she was so right that he started to fidget, playing with the waist band of his pants and shifting on his feet.
But then Kami was facing him again, paying attention and he perked right up like he hadn't been pouting this whole time. He didn't know what she was apologizing for but he stepped forward towards her and the offered pepper. Arching an eyebrow, Mirza put a hand on her wrist and took the sliver of pepper from her fingers with his mouth. He settled in beside her, chewing on the pepper but still holding onto her wrist and watching her. After swallowing, he said, "Sorry. I'm a bit of an attention whore. I can't help it."