[He supposes whatever part of this cooking lesson made Yoimiya a bit more cheery is worth being thankful for. Maybe she's not totally fine yet, but at least it's given her enough to seem like she's feeling at least marginally better, if her cute little trot off to set the table with the food is any indication. He watches her intently, making sure he's not mistaken in his assumptions here- before he goes to whisk out some champagne he'd tucked away for something a bit more celebratory...but it pairs well with blini, so that's what he's going with tonight.

Out he comes with the glasses, setting them down in front of each of their plates, putting the bottle off to the side, but still within arm's reach.]

Here we go, [he says, taking a seat and looking at how good all their food looks.]

I must say, you did a lovely job for your first time. Let's eat, sit down afterwards, and watch a movie. What do you say? I think taking a night off and relaxing is just what we need.