[The mildly distressed look on Kunimi’s face is enough to push Whelk’s vaguely amused expression over into a soundless laugh. He nods.]

You’re right. Terrible idea. [He looks thoroughly amused now. It’s not his idea of a good time either - maybe it had been a bit sadistic in nature to suggest it - and it’s further confirmation that he and Kunimi are more similar than he had any hopes for finding when he initially entered speed dating. What a grump this guy is. Again, he’s struck by feeling endeared. He’s beginning to get used to the way that makes his stomach flutter.

[He’d very much forgotten what it felt like to actually enjoy someone’s company.]

Screw Henrietta then and come over. I’m sure we’ll find someway to entertain ourselves.