[ Without a doubt, it's the most adorable hand-feeding he's ever witnessed, much less taken part in. Matt's emotional landscape is a lot like his pastry ranking system: superlatives abound, while academic rigor doesn't so much. But it feels true to him, and in some sense he'd argue it is. Everyone is too important not to occupy their own discrete universe.

At the suggestion that he somehow eat more pastry, somehow, he slumps his elbows onto the table with a groan. He's grinning, though. ]

When I can eat anything again, I will definitely bear that in mind. I feel like my blood is turning into rock candy.