Matt's stomach is the part she cares about pleasing the most. Well, between anything of him and anything else ever. It's an easy contest. A big lunch and a lethargic afternoon might be just what the doctor ordered. (This is a proper, good doctor, of whom Verity approves.)

Verity's hands are pretty nice; they're soft and she takes care of them. And he's welcome to keep holding it if he wants, but it'd get awkward after a while. Hugs she'll handle. Even surprise hugs. She's come prepared to handle things. Going to get food is a smart play for him.

Especially with that ear nuzzling happening. Now Verity's kind of forgotten there are other people around; hopefully, they won't hear that delighted little gasp Matt's coaxed from her. "Okay. Can I look at the rest of your office too?" It won't be boring to her. It's him, it's parts of him put on display. That's the sort of thing she pays attention to. As excuses to get her close go, it's a good one because it doesn't feel like an excuse to her at all.