[ He nods, content with the knowledge that Yingxing seems to be enjoying the food—and then smiling at the confirmation, actually feeling a little proud. He's not sure he'd say he's the best cook in the world, but if the other enjoys what he's made, then that suits him—

Yes, he can definitely cook more often. ]

You'll have to tell me your favorites, [ he agrees. ] It's okay if they're not easy. I don't mind learning new recipes, or having to practice them.

[ He falls silent to eat a little more, enjoying his own serves of the salads and finishing off his sandwich. He has no idea where Yingxing's brain has gone—a good thing, especially for right now. ]

This time we had a picnic, so maybe next time you can come to my place and I'll cook something there.