[ Childe blinks, a little surprised (admittedly delighted to hear it, even as a joke) but when he notices Aether look off to the side with a blush he chuckles gently, hoping to make the other feel like his joke wasn't taken the wrong way or viewed as a bad thing (because it's really not.) ]

Ah, and here I thought only nurses did that, looks like I messed up my opportunity. [ he sighs a little dramatically, but smiles again before glancing to the porridge especially so he can hope to give Aether a bit of time to recover himself if he needs it without Childe starting at him. ]

I can't remember the last time I ate something like porridge, actually. What do you think of the food here? Can I get my hopes up?