[He's never been this long with his titties covered up, someone help him.

That much he can ignore well enough for now at least, letting Vash step ahead of him in lieu of getting to the table faster. He raises a brow but takes the cake anyway, knowing it's going to be cloyingly sweet long before he takes a bite. Vash will enjoy it, and that's what matters.

...yea, no, it's even sweeter than he imagined.]

Sure. Yaknow sometimes I wonder where you got that sweet tooth of yours from. Were donuts just all you ate on the road?