"Our arms will be linked until the day we die, then," Akiha smirks, just self-aware enough to make that joke. Though she doesn't see complaining as a bad thing - it's an invitation to do better. Isn't that a good thing?

She blinks for a second when Nico asks that question, then realizes they actually are already on the street. Right. She's never actually had a street crepe - though she's had the actual proper thing prepared for her by a French chef. She imagines there isn't much similarity.

"... Apple cinnamon?" Akiha more guesses than says.