Oh, he felt it alright. And perhaps that was what prompted Lucanis to move away from the welcoming comfort of his head against Davrin's lap so he could sit up - to better look into Davrin's eyes, so the Warden could see how very sincere he was about every word. The teasing tone was gone, only bare-faced honesty.

"I would love nothing more than to make a meal from something you have brought me, Cacciatore."