She straightens up with a soft chuckle, letting him have his hands back. His stew is probably lukewarm by now, but unfortunately it isn't exactly able to be microwaved thanks to the level of tech here. Oh well, it should still be mostly fine.

She moves to finish off her drink while he occupies himself with his food, until he speaks up again. She laughs once more and surveys him with her head at a tilt. "One thing at a time, Casanova. Though, it wouldn't look bad on you at all. And I've certainly known people that got away with a lot more than that."