As opposed to Adaline taking the fork from him, Krem leaned over the table just a little, enough to wrap his lips around the tines of the fork and get the bite of pasta from her. It still got a little sauce on his chin, and he laughed at himself a little, pulling back as he smiled, his attempt at a flirtatious move mostly a failure, probably.

He chewed thoughtfully, covering his mouth with his napkin, before he nodded.

"It is good. I'll have to look up a recipe some time."