Seeing the flush Dabi definitely has to think about what he did this time. Instead of clearing his throat or acting any sort of flustered himself, he just stands up straighter and grins. A grin that looks like it is close to popping staples almost. Leaning back against the door frame his head lulls to the side as he watches César.

"Yeah? Who knows maybe I've just never had a good fish dish. Got anything you don't like?"