He sneaks a glance at her as he finally slips the cake slices he's made onto plates, passing the larger one over to Rukia on the table. Because it's not a very big cake, and honestly, he probably will have it gone before she goes back for a second slice the next day.

He's already poking a fork into his own, for that matter, face having fallen from shy surprise back into knit-browed blankness, though there is a sense that Ichigo is still ultimately pleased and comfortable - only that the slight frown is the natural state of his face.

"Be nice if everyone else was here too," he says, but after taking his first bite adds, "That way I'm not the only one having a heart-attack over how sweet you're treating me." Though it would be a blatant lie if he also said that he didn't think she had it in her. Just that the situation between the two of them usually required a bit more of a demanding tone from Rukia.

Which was Ichigo's fault, mostly.