[Connor inclines his head with a small smile, and starts to push his way over to the table. Politeness is ingrained in his personality, so it takes him a few minutes to finagle his way over there, but eventually he comes back, holding the dessert high above his head so it doesn't get jostled.
He holds it out.] Here you are. I don't imagine you want the whole thing, but... [Here it is anyway. Here is the whole thing.]
it's true
He holds it out.] Here you are. I don't imagine you want the whole thing, but... [Here it is anyway. Here is the whole thing.]