"It's very kind of you not to run away screaming," Terezi retorts back with a teasing grin. There's a part of her that knows he might not read the note, but there's also a part of her that hopes he does. That same part of her also hopes that she's not making a mistake in hoping that he's still favorable towards them.

Regardless, it's out of her hands now, and there's a little relief to be found in that. She folds her hands behind her back again, the picture of innocence. "I didn't have treats like that very often. Grubloaf, I mean. I probably could have gotten a hold of the really good kind--Teals were allowed a few of those luxuries! But something about almost being grubloaf yourself makes it a little unpalatable.

She gives a shrug, her own smile not wavering one bit. "Besides, sometimes the cheap stuff just tastes better, you know?"