He shrugged, smiled just a bit more, and pressed his shoulder against his. “What can I say, she kissed me at birth.”
Hakuba laughed again, relieved that Kaito seemed to be in better spirits, and rolled his eyes. “God, of course…” he said, teasing still as they reached the room. There, Baaya waited for them, cake set out on the wet bar counter, two pieces already cut.
“It’s about time,” she said, arching a brow at the pair. “How you can stomach so many sweets with so little actual dinner, I don’t know, but…” Baaya sighed, waving her hands dismissively. “You’re nearly too old for me to tell you what to do anymore, Young Master, so do as you like, I suppose."
"Oh, Baaya…"
"Well come on, then, get your cake so I can get back to Kitchen Nightmares.”