"Well, I like kissing you," he said, grinning and then standing straight, and pulling down bigger sized plates, and after a little rummaging with all those extra limbs, found enough utensils to distribute some food onto his plate. "Dig in," he said, hearing the water about to start whistling and clicking it off to pour it. "Are you doing okay?" he asked. "Do we need to go ticket-hunting and pad your box of money a little?" He didn't mind going ticket hunting. Though he would much rather spend the evening lying in bed with her and watching the sky, even if it was so completely different from his own.