Honey's smile wavered, and he set the knife aside. In one quick, smooth movement, he scooped the fruit that he'd diced and began to divide it between plates. He shaped the bard's slices into a little smiley face by their eggs and rice to show that he really was sorry for what he'd done. The nobleman's weren't shaped like anything. It wasn't that he disliked Arquis. They were friends, or so he believed. There was just something slightly off about him. Maybe it was all of the rumors he'd heard about the man that were skewing his perspective. That would be unfortunate. He had a feeling, however, that it had to do with the man's position. Nobles didn't win him over easily, and there was just something small about the man that rubbed him the wrong way. He wasn't sure when he'd noticed it, but something felt slightly off with him.
He picked up two of the plates and gestured over his shoulder. "Gonna go take them their food. Uh, thanks, by the way. For all that. And for that last part. I'll try."
When the blond entered the guest room, he wasn't surprised to find Rin and Arquis in such a state. The noble's right hand had slid to the nape of his lover's neck and had guided him deeper into the tender kiss. It was a soft scene to observe. Honey almost felt bad for ruining it by clearing his throat. Almost.
"Breakfast is served. Time to chow down. Y'know, you really gotta get your stamina up, if you're gonna keep smooching everywhere. Need some energy for all that loving."
Arquis sat back on his heels and sent Honey a look. "You have quite a way with words."
He winked in response. "Aw, that's nothing. You should hear me in bed."
The nobleman choked loudly on nothing and buried his very flushed face in his partner's shoulder. He was laughing too hard to reply.