It took Illendi a matter of minutes to finish the puddings, one the sugar dough was hot enough it simply needed folding and a quick blast of heat. Each plate was presented with his usual flair, a delicate dusting of icing sugar atop the small semi-translucent balls that dotted the plate, like wise a small amount of chopped raspberries accompanied and took the drabness from the white hue of the dessert. One more silver tray was loaded with bowls and once again he swept into the room like a welcome gust of wind, depositing with great grace, starting from the lord, eldest brother, mother and working his way down the family line until he met with Amano again- placed the soft light treats before each awaiting guest, finally taking his place at Amano's side once all was said and done. The Lord's mood had indeed shifted and while he had been taught many things by humans who had 'owned' him in the past, how to make another happy was not a necessary skill for his job usually. He hoped the pudding would do such and saw to it that he topped up drinks once again, knowing the man's love of alcohol he contemplated offering him a glass before deciding to wait and see how the pudding was received. It was light as he had said but had an unusual texture due to the sugar dough that some found slightly off putting, though when done right it was not unlike a less sweet marshmallow. The inside was soft, sticky and once burst seemed to melt the rest of the ball like a soft melting chocolate. The natural sweetness of the fruit giving it a soft but not over powering flavour which, in Illiendi's opinion, was perfect for a morning treat.