Kire blinked at him, lips parted slightly. She wasn’t expecting [i]that[/i]. “Oh.” She looked at him. “I’d like that. I haven’t been to Pokos, we could go there. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing what else you can do in the kitchen” she added with a grin. Then she paused when he asked about the cakes, and she tilted her head up in thought. “Oh, he didn’t tell me that. As far as I remember. I just confused it with a false memory. You know those weird flashes I’ve been getting, whenever you used that Touch on me?” She looked back at him. “So was that real?”