[ He chuckles, because that blush doesn't fade, even if Olivine didn't fluster as much as one would expect when sporting that particular shade. Then again, Sylvain's already figuring out he's a different kind of shy than the usual. Which just makes him all the more interesting, really.

His fingers brush against the back of Olivine's hand for a moment before he withdraws it, turning his attention to serving them both from the platter of food they'd ordered. Especially now that they had dessert to look forward to, as it were. ]

I'm not sure 'kind' is the right word here, but you're welcome all the same. And we can find anything as exotic as you like. I happen to enjoy trying new things, and trust me, there's very little you could say or ask for that would shock me.