[ The part of him that he thinks of as entirely too naive and hopeful still longs to see a day when there are no more wars and no more strife between people, beasts, and nations. It seems to him that that day is still very far off, and he is certain he will not see it in his lifetime. But to voice such a thought aloud would most certainly bring about upset, and so he keeps it to himself. ]

I cannot pretend that I am not excited by such prospects. [ His smile widens when she taps his nose and grows only wider as her other hand moves to his thigh. She could let her hands wander anywhere and everywhere upon his person and he would not pull away. ] That might prove to be somewhat of a tall order, and yet I hope that at least for that period of time, our friends and acquaintances can manage the world's needs. One would hope, at any rate. Never mind that such a hope is most likely a foolish one.

As for sweets, I never thought of it either, but with the various items the maid creates and presents to me, it is difficult to refuse.

[ At her words stating his fondness for playing with his hair, he startles just a bit, and this time, a blush of red forms not just on his neck but upon his cheeks as well. ]

Ah- Perhaps I am a bit too fond of it. [ His gaze travels down to where his hands are somewhat clumsily attempting to navigate the bun she has placed her hair in before he tends to the braid, and he pauses, once again hesitating. ]

Is this not to your liking?