Hana grins ear to ear at the sight of the cheesecake, one of her very favorite desserts. It's wonderfully paradoxical, made from something that's typically savory instead of sweet and, by composition, more like a custard pie than a cake. Dense, rich, and sweet, easy to make and rather more difficult to master.

She thanks him by sending a spark of cheer his way, not enough to alter his mood but give him scope of her own. It's an invitation, not an order.

Touching her chin with her fingertips, she waves her hand down and then repeats the gesture before writing down Lesson 1: Thank You.

Since he doesn't seem to use a phone, Hana uses her own and pulls up a few useful titles to start, showing them to him.