Nigel smiles back at Arlia, inexplicably happy that he managed to cheer her up as he says, "That's great. If all goes well, she'll be set for life, in that case." Looking down, he notices that he still had his hand on hers and thinks about moving it. However, something inside of him was telling him not to, that it somehow felt...right. So, keeping his hand on hers, he picks his fork up with his free hand and, to change the topic out of worry that dwelling on her sister any longer would make Arlia sad again, says with a chuckle, "I think twelve courses might be too much. I'm eating as little as I can and yet I'm starting to feel full."