Oh--that's nice. Matt's teeth scrape over Obi-Wan's thumb, only just lightly, before he pulls it from his mouth. The warm, damp brush against Matt's lower lip makes him shiver pleasantly.

And has the phrase 'exchange of abilities' ever sounded better? He thinks not.

"Can we do both?"

Matt's gaze flicks to the dessert options. That fruit and chocolate is still calling to him, though not necessarily to eat. Not primarily to eat, in any case.