Harry was arms moved to support her when as she took the weight off her legs. He wouldn't be surprised if Daphne was exhausted. She had done most of the work, after all. For a long time, neither one of them moved. Harry, for his part, was content to simply relax there, holding her quietly. Occasionally, he'd brush a light kiss against her own lips, but left it at that.
After a while he chuckled quietly. "We should share ice cream more often." he responded, amusement clear in his tone. He really had no idea how he'd jumped from asking about Rumpel (who yes, he was going to continue to call him that) to this, but he certainly had a whole new appreciation for Daphne's favourite flavour.