[For a moment, it seems as if Felix is about to figure it out. Dimitri's heart hammers in his chest, and he can feel himself starting to sweat. Blessedly, Felix either doesn't get it after all or chooses to have mercy on him. Dimitri takes a deep breath as well, exhaling some of his anxiety. He holds the fork out to Felix again, forgetting to use his other hand to contain any potential mess.]

Does the food suit your tastes? Professor Manuela discouraged the use of too many spices, but I did ask for some extra seasoning.