"I know I couldn't look away," he says, an amused purr in his throat. As Luka tries to squish closer to him, he tucks an arm under his knees and lifts them up, scooching himself closer across the bench. He's smiling broadly as he listens to the princess giggling, lowering the man's legs down over his lap and settling his arms across his thighs.

"Is sauce something that's normally deep? It's a food, right?" He's definitely playing a little dumb just so he can listen to Luka talk here, though he also can't immediately conjure up what a sauce looks like so it'll be informative as well.

"Is this alright?" he adds after a moment, patting the other's legs to indicate the position they're in. He wants the man comfortable after all!