The host is overjoyed to hear that his guest likes the sound of his chosen creation and begins humming softly as he moves back and forth, keeping his hands busy while his tail remains attached to the colorful character standing behind him. He pauses however, a sharp intake of breath followed by a shudder proving once more that his tail is beyond sensitive and should really stop seeing out contact when the man himself has no such intentions towards his guest.

[i]'I don't right?'[/i] He questions, slowly getting back to work as Aryx extracts himself and begins helping out with dinner preparation. Glancing over his shoulder he berates himself harshly. [i]'Come one Viltez, you can't get attached to the first person who knows about you just because he didn't freak out, and actually seems to like your abnormality, and seems interested in keeping you safe, and. . .'[/i] It occurs to him for an instant that his tail may not be completely wrong in seeking out the other male, his own feelings may very well be behind the wandering appendage as of late, but with another sharps shake of his head he lets out a huff. [i]'Besides, he beautiful, he could have anyone, he'd never. . . Never be. . . .'[/i]

His mind drifts over how Aryx continues to touch his tail, knowing, or so it seems, how it affect the man and his cheeks grow a bit flushed, his teeth coming out to bite his lower lips. He continues working, and he's careful not to mess up the meal, but for a time his brain wanders over many little moments, wondering, arguing, and even perhaps hoping in some deep dark part of his heart that he can't be completely pulling all the little kindnesses out of context and fitting them to what he wants. Hoping that maybe, Aryx's fascination with him goes beyond the academic.

He has to push these thoughts aside, composing himself best he can, before serving the meal on to the readied plates and helping Aryx carry them to the table. [i]'Yeah, there's nothing about me that's nearly as amazing as him. . .'[/i] This thought crosses his mind as he gazes up at the other man from across the table, his tail deciding to settle in front of the warm fireplace for now while he smiles at his guest. Nodding in agreement he takes the first bite of his meal and closes his eyes with a soft noise. [i]'It turned out perfect!'[/i] Opening his eyes he grins. Not wanting to toot his own horn he focuses instead on what the other said about the forest. 

“Yes, it is. I like going out there every once in a while to see what flowers are in bloom. Not as deep as we went mind you.”He takes another bite, savoring it before speaking again. “Also, I've had some odd jobs out there for people. There's a little girl in town, she was. . .Born sick, and her older brother often contracts me to fetch her the flowers she likes best.” He smiles a little sadly. “They are the blue ones that grow only in the patches of sunlight. . .” His look goes from sad to glad again as he thinks about what they had done earlier. “Today was fun. I can't recall ever having more fun before.” He looks up delightedly at his guest. “And I have you to thank for that Mister Aryx. Thank you, so much.” He nods, his flush returning, but he hopes being back lit by the fireplace will hide most of it. His tail has drifted forward again, coming to rest on the table, but he focuses on his food while he waits for the man's response. He hasn't said anything forward, or untrue, but for some reason he still feels he overstepped some bounds, somewhere.