Caden listened and set his hands politely on the table and showed Charles he had his full attention. He took note of the problem solving and interest side of things and nodded his head. He was trying to find ways to keep the gents interest spiked while they were together. Caden was a little like a puppy when it came to pleasing people. He was always trying to find ways to keep them busy, while trying to add some fun into the mix. Maybe he was still mischievous because he never got the chance to grow up around kids his own age. He just had to work out whether Charles liked his idea of fun, or if he hated it all together. But how could he make the gents brain tick? He seemed like the type who'd have a high IQ so maybe he'd need to think out the box a little. "There's no need for worry. There's only you and I here and I find you interesting. You mentioned hobbies... what do you enjoy?" he asked curiously as the salads arrived. He looked at the portion size and smiled in approval. "Thank you. This actually looks quite nice" he said picking up his fork and waiting for Charles to start before he took a bite.<br/><br/>"Light would probably be better. Maybe we could have a late lunch so we aren't hungry after supper?" he asked like they were having a day to day conversation. This wasn't anything abnormal to either of them and it wasn't like anyone overhearing would understand what they were talking about. But the comment Charles brought up about reading his body language made him smirk. "We'll see about that" he said playfully. "I know there's a lot of trust in these games. But like we've said - It's early. The communication has gone well and I feel content with everything so far. As for the affection, thank you. It won't be often, but I'll make sure to show my appreciation when I feel it's needed... when we're just chilling or something?" he wasn't sure, but he wanted to see if he could win some form of reaction from the big guy.<br/><br/>Like Charles, Caden liked a challenge and if winning the guys affection was one then he'd do his best to achieve it. There was always some kind of attraction during these kind of things, so he'd already hit one nail on the head if Charles was wanting to go through with it... or so he thought anyway. By this time he'd finished his salad and had ordered a banoffee pie with some added fruit on the side. The cream wouldn't agree with him, but he was hoping his stomach would cope until he crawled into bed.