"If that's what you want, then I'll accept your condition but I won't change my mind, A-Yao." His smile is soft, starting to wrap the ribbon around his wrist, his fingers smoothing over the fabric as he does. Then it's just tying it off before the fabric disappears under his sleeve.

"I don't want to let the food get any colder, so we can discuss this more after we eat what you've cooked."