...Are you hungry?

Chrollo suddenly poses the question, closing his book with deliberate care before reaching into his coat's inner pocket with that same expressionless composure.

Thud.

A small pudding cup tumbles out from within his coat.

I'll share this with you—consider it a special gesture.

As he speaks, he calmly uses his fingernail to peel away the foil lid, then quietly slides a spoon into the creamy dessert.