[ It isn't, but it is, at the same time. Feeling "special" isn't exactly his strong suit - at least, not in the way she implies, but it's something he's been working on and gestures like this certainly help, no matter how undeserving of them he may feel.

So without delay, he takes the fork from her, his grin quirking. ]

Hey, thanks. Seriously, I mean it.

[ And his tone carries that sincere weight that leaves little room for doubt. But not a moment later, he picks up his usual cadence again. ]

You're gonna have some, too, right? You know what they say about eating cake alone!

[ ...Don't ask him what "they" say, he doesn't know. ]