[ He's nearly done with his meal when his ears practically perk at the mention of dessert. A sweet tooth through and through. ]

That does sound nice. Thank you.

[ Once finished, he brings out the rest of the dishes, scraping any lingering bits of food into a bowl to be tossed out later, before getting to work drying the ones Aoba finished. ]

Do you have any plans for the evening? Or would you just like to relax for the night?