His smile falters when he notices that she seems on edge. He nods, reaching out to take the box from her as he steps aside to allow her through the door. "I have more than one, actually."

He turns to head toward the dining room, trusting that she'll follow, and sets the pastries on the table before glancing over his shoulder at her. "You look a little worried," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. "Are you all right?"