He nodded at her question, handing the plate and fork it came with over through a slot in the bars. It was perhaps four bites, maybe five small ones, if one ate it that way. "It's really sweet. I know you enjoy sugar in your tea, quite a bit of it, but I wasn't quite sure how much you'd like this. If you really like this one, it's the recipe the kitchen will use for our cake." He gave her a smile, pushing his forehead through the bars, hoping she'd do the same.

"Sword practice is grueling. Never realize how out of shape you are until you're practicing strokes of a blade for hours on end! Still, by the end of this, I should be able to hold my own atleast somewhat!" His tone seemed to be slightly happier, albeit exhausted. "What about you? Read any interesting books?" He was clearly trying to keep her company, with a question like that, but he was running out of topics of conversation quickly.