[it even takes Lina a second to realize that this is actually where he's taking her, that he's not just, like, showing it off? that he's not pointing to something nearby? and once that realization hits her, she feels a shock of excitement and surprise run through her system as her hands go to her mouth.]

Eren. Eren, how did you even get reservations? [and her head whips back around at him and the shock has faded to absolute unbridled delight, her smile so big that her face is definitely going to start hurting soon, her eyes about overfull with tears that she's somehow managing to keep at bay.] Chef Boulud is... he's such a wonderful philanthropist, he's such a good person, he's one of... oh my gosh, Eren?

[words are hard. she still hasn't even figured out how to get her legs to listen to her so she can walk.]