Rey can't help laughing at Kylo's awkward disclaimer. "Liking" food is still so new to her that the very thought of receiving such a treat and rejecting it is hilariously unthinkable.

"If it's half as good as it looks it'll be delicious," she says quickly, so he doesn't start thinking she's laughing at him. She takes a chance and leans forward a bit to place her hand over his, the one he'd used to shove the cake toward her, closing the distance between them again back to where it was when he was trying to get her attention.

"You know me. I trust you to know what I'd like."