After his experimentation at cooking, he felt better about himself.  Maybe getting a hang of all this won’t be so hard after all, especially with someone by your side to guide you, he thinks.  Taking the plate, he hops on a barstool, crossing his legs and wrapping his tail around them.  Struggling with the utensils, he finally manages to dice his meal and finally take a bite.  Had he been alone, he wouldn’t think twice about using his hands and fangs, but here he wanted to impress Risa, show her his kind could be civilized too.  “This is delicious!”  He declares, not exaggerating.  Having eaten nothing but scraps here and there, the only thing better tasting than her meal was her!  Closing his eyes, he enjoys the myriad of tastes in his mouth.  Purring in delight he looks back at her, wondering if she is going to share in the meal too.