Despite his embarrassment, and his preoccupation with the new emotions roiling in his gut, he managed a smile. "Some of us are very good, it's true. I'm glad your mother formed good opinions of us. And yeah, we've been known to make good food too. I'm sure you've noticed."

"Do you... have you thought at all about what kind of mate you'd be looking for? I know you haven't been with us for long, but maybe you've come to some conclusions." Gareth swept a hand through his hair and leaned back against the wall, acting casual.

He tried not to seem inordinately interested in the line of questioning.