[No. They can't. But either way, Chatterclock just smiles for real, easy and unrestrained--not even thinking or looking at Yu, one hundred percent genuine.]

Sure. Whenever you want. [He leans towards her a little and adds quietly, like it's a secret just for her:] I like princesses specially, but I'm good with dragons or pirates too if that's more your style.

[He offers her a solemn thumbs-up and sits up again.]

Later, though. I'm not gonna stand in the way of a growing girl and her nutrition. Cool?

[His gaze does flick over to Yu, now. Like he needs permission for a playdate. Or like he's worried, naturally, about overstepping his bounds, even when--especially when--he and Yu are wound through each other so closely, right now.]