[the feeling of that lean in - the brush and push of her hair a comfort, even if it makes her heart skip a little. that's ...normal, yeah? but she turns, her own head tilting, as she asks:]

Okay, so you know how this works, right? You know how I work. Now I've gotta ask why you gave up cake for seven years.

[it's random seeming - but this is saeri so there's got to be a reason, a connection. wait, is she trying to deflect? saeri, no.]