He smiled back at her, his eyes turning up at the corners. "That must be it," he agreed with a nod, before turning his attention to the refreshments.

"I do like cake," he replied, making his way over to the table. "You've laid out quite a feast for us." He took a plate and began filling it, wondering whether he should find a quiet corner to eat in. He knew some people found the sight of his stitched mouth a bit distressing, after all...