Zach just wanted to get up, go around the table, and hug Colin so tight. It was just...so catching, and food was good, and Zach was hungry, but eating it did not seem nearly so important as other things. But Colin eating was important, as he didn't get to eat as much food so very often. And he needed to eat, not that he looked bad. Colin looked good. But food was important and all ... that.
If there hadn't been so many plates of food in their way, Zach would have reached across to take Colin's hand and squeeze it again. Oh, it was hard to concentrate when energized so much. And Colin's grin...right, Zach tried to listen what he was saying.
Oh yes, food, yes, Colin asked about...what he asked about food. Zach watched his eyes as he tried to remember for a moment. It was like being flustered except...good feeling not bad feeling. "Uh yes," Zach's hand carefully reached across to gently rub the skin Colin had pinched. "What kinds of food have you never tried?"