Felix’s eyes flick up to him as he takes his first bite, the Imperial listening intently even while he’s savoring the dessert as it deserves. He hasn’t missed the way Jim’s nursing that wine, but it’s pleasing to hear him speak of a good memory. One he’s choosing to share.

“Hmm.” His tasting is thoughtful, Felix apparently distracted by the combination of baked fruit and rich crumbly streusel for a moment. Then he looks back up at Jim. “No cause for alarm, captain. It’s delicious. Try it and see.” Jim may not trust his own skills, but how can he doubt the promise in that smile? No need to look worried when he's done so well.