[She hums her approval, leaning subtly into the embrace; ruse or not, it feels nice in a way that she doesn't often allow herself to indulge in with most people, aside from her housemates perhaps, and there's a subtle tremor in her body language as she pulls back with some reluctance. It doesn't show in her expression, though, still bright-eyed and smiling, and she grasps his hand to lead him over to the chairs so they can sit down. She doesn't let go, keeping their hands clasped across the table.]

No trouble at all. It isn't that much work to cook for two instead of one, and anyway, I like to keep my partners well-fed.

[She moves her fingers gently against his, twining them together as she completes the somatic requirement of the spell. Arcane energy glimmers beneath their palms, and a soft, ticklish snake of magic dips around his cuffs and weaves its way up his arm beneath the shirt.]