It occurred to him that it had been a while since he did anything particularly romantic; since his carefully planned presentation of the watch. Which he had to get in that port where the damn thing ate him and there was a race and everything was basically a nightmare except that it succeeded.

He grinned, though, that wide grin that made his eyes crinkle at the corner and his cheeks apple up in a surprising way. Just because Narvin was amusingly sentimental.

"What is it that you're wantin' to try?"