"I was going to say, I know you aren't impervious to them. My brother is half and half like you, and he would sometimes horde the ice cream so none of us could get any, he'd be hunkered down scarfing it. And he would regret it like five seconds later." She poked her spoon in his direction before she gathered up another bowl full.
"If you get one just press your tongue to the roof of your mouth. The heat will build up, and poof it's gone." Hope demonstrated, while she was leaned toward him.