[ Oh, is he... Oh. Wow, she actually might be blushing!

With fingers touching her lips, she exhales a breathy little laugh. ]

I’m quite glad you think so.

[ Setting aside the bread for now, she idly brushes crumbs from her fingertips. Goodness, she’s flustered. ]

The setting is so— relaxing, indulgent. Very much appeals to the romantic in me, you know. And, of course, I’ve wanted to share it with you.

[ Grelle pauses, taking a breath, but her words are delayed. Perhaps she’s been overthinking, because this is something that she’s rehearsed in her mind for weeks now. Yet, that was a fantasy, and now, he’s actually here with her.

She swallows. Ah, well, here goes... ]

I had meant it when I said that I missed you. There’s been so much more that I’ve wanted to share with you, this past month especially...