[ While the glasses do make it difficult to really read Dirk, K's been getting better at interpreting everything else in his expression and body language to fill in the blanks. Noticing these subtle nuances is literally part of his programming as a detective, but it's his lived experience that enables him to pretty accurately guess at what's happening. Enough that he thinks they ought to explore touching each other's Omens more... ]

I was sort of expecting something about plundering booty, but you're being so much more gentlemanly, it's true.

[ There's suppressed laughter in his voice as he makes this observation. Okay, yes, Dirk scores points for keeping it classy this time. His effort is actually very charming.

K's eyes follow the projection up to the ceiling and he watches the pretty pastel scenery for a few moments, before returning his gaze to Dirk across from him, much more interested in seeing his reaction to the meal. So it's probably kind of weird to be watching someone this intently while they eat, but — this is a big deal to K, even more than he's let on thus far.

When Dirk's Omen suddenly poofs up and chirps, expressing everything that Dirk keeps so carefully shuttered, K just can't help it any longer. His shoulders are shaking with silent mirth that soon enough he can't contain, huffing a pleased laugh as he covers his mouth with one hand. ]

I'm very happy you like it.

[ And he doesn't even have to summon his own Omen to prove it; it's plainly written in his delighted expression. Now that he feels he's received Dirk's approval, he starts eating too. And just as he'd thought, the mushrooms have added a very complementary earthy flavour to everything that's made it better than it could've been otherwise, as far as he's concerned. ]

Your additions and help have made it perfect, I think. We do need to do this more often.