[ No such thing? The tilt to her head is immediate as her mouth rounds into a little 'o'. ]

There isn't? [ As much as she respects Sora, she's not totally afraid to respectfully disagree - even if she can't quite hold down her laugh with her, ] I'm not sure your mother would say the same thing...!

[ Although Naminé claims as much, she doesn't seem dedicated to the idea; after everything that's happened, what's a little indulgence? She'd never think that if it were just her here, yet when she's with Sora... ]

But I suppose it couldn't hurt, just this once.

[ Looking over at the tables, though... her eyes drift over a few things, then a few more things, and then a few more after that-- and instead of going for anything, the poor girl just sort of stands there a moment, at a loss for where to start. She manages a couple of steps closer to the spread, hesitates, then collects a plate.

Maybe... she'll just see what Sora likes best. With that in mind, she casts a glance back his way over one shoulder. ]