The look she gave him hearkened back to a less-secure time between them... and he did not buy it for an instant. Still, the expression distracted him until it was too late to stop her from plopping more of the goo onto his head; and he burst out laughing when she rubbed it on either side of his face. It felt disgusting, really, but it was such a lighthearted thing for her to do that he could not help but enjoy it.
"You're too kind," he replied, sliding an arm around her to keep her from escaping whilst his other hand went into the bowl. Holding up his hand, dripping with the stuff, he added, "But I could not possibly keep this all to myself." With that, he rubbed it from her forehead to her chin, in one, quick swipe.