Surely, there might be other ways to avoid his
for the lack of better word, death sentence. From the looks of
her cooked meal, even the Gods would cry — what more of a
mere immortal like himself? His dignity is at stake.    
 
Her insistence was something else, 
Kaname knew he couldn’t resist. Perhaps the little devil in disguise 
knows she was his weakness? ‘ Why don’t you join me, for old 
time’s sake, love? ’ Head tilted, he reaches out a hand in her
direction. Feigning all innocence as he flashed her a gentle smile.
‘ Eating this alone && letting you stand there pains me so. With
us sharing, it makes it a little bit festive — no? ’ The more the
merrier they say. Or well, he’d rather not eat it by himself.
Let his precious one have a taste && maybe it’ll enlighten her a bit.