"Well, we knew that already," Krem said, the tips of his ears vaguely pink. Still, he smiled softly. "Would you like some beer now, or should I wait for food? I feel like I should have gone for a wheat beer, if I'd known. I miscalculated the palate for the evening."

He leaned up against the counter, giving Adaline plenty of room to move around but making himself available to help if she needed it. For the moment, at least, he would just settle for admiring her.