[Faolan nods again. It really hasn't been that long but he appreciates the out he's been given, and he'll take what he can get, truth be told. He glances up at Laurent, taking his hand as he offers it to help him up but keeping it once he's stood in front of him.]

Listen... Let's. Leave the cake until we can both really appreciate it, yeah? I've only barely digested lunch. I won't. Make you go for that run I threatened or anything but. A walk, perhaps? Would you like to go out again with me? Or... Something else? I just.

[He laces his fingers together with Laurent's, pressing his lips together tightly for a moment before continuing, with his best attempt at the curl of a smile:] I don't know if I've the concentration for reading just now, myself.