English was not an ugly language, but it lacked the grace and beauty of Italian. Some probably would have claimed Felixa was biased, having grown up in Italy, but she had also grown up learning both languages side by side - using both of them. In her opinion, being bilingual from birth in both made her the most neutral of judges. Of course, her thoughts were usually a mix of the two.
"Fencing usually does, for me," Felixa replied with a smile, and her tone was perfectly in line with his topic of conversation. And there was absolutely no need for him to know it could work up other appetites as well. It wasn't as though it did so every time, or this time.
Her smile broadened, entertained. "You're asking an Italian woman who lives in England if she would like to spend more time in Italy?" she replied, her eyes sparkling a little, "You've asked the only correct question." It was a bit of teasing. But if he had brought up returning, she would have suggested staying longer, including eating.