"You really are a big brother," she teases him, nudging her arm up against his before they return back to their supper. She lingers to watch the way that he does it, paying careful attention to try and remember it all for the next time they might try and make it. The kisses exchanged are a pleasant distraction.

It smells divine, and Magne is pleased to dig in when it's done with only a brief pause to put her hands together before absolutely wolfing it down. She has to stop herself when she's started to really get full just to be able to have more for taking to work with her.

"Aaaah [I think I definitely need a nap after this]," she sighs, laying back against the back of her chair, her hands over her stomach. She beams at César across the table, clearly pleased. She stands after a moment to simply languish, intent on helping to clean up after the meal before she headed up to take her bath.

Of course, she pauses to kiss the top of his head in passing before he can stand in kind. RIP your hair.