To counter his negative self-image, just look at her: could she look at anyone like that if they weren't special? Yes, he knows her well enough to have seen she's very optimistic in her assessment of people, but also that she isn't without judgment. And right now she's looking at him like he's the whole world.

"Well, I think it's safe to say I can grow pretty much anything. It would help to start with seeds, but... we'll figure something out." It's not like she has to worry about the particulars right at this moment. For now, she'll bask in the warm glow of having had an idea that pleases him. "I'm sure it'll be very popular. And if our fabulous new fusion style pies win any awards, I'll let you keep all the ribbons."

The decor of the Falcon could use some color.

"I'm surprised you haven't run across pumpkin spice before, it's kind of everywhere this time of year." She'll grab another fork for herself and then take his arm again. They can check out the rest of the spread while they finish the pie. "I love it." She tries to declare this whole-heartedly, but it's a bittersweet kind of appreciation for her.