With Angeal not picking one he's already thinking of some red sauces he can make. Tomatoes should be easy to get here and so he should be able to do a nice simple sauce if Angeal has the ingredients. He's focused on that when Angeal comes into his space and he freezes.

All his blood rushes to his head when Angeal leans in, so incredibly close to his ear so that he can feel every syllable Angeal utters. Squall shivers from it and any ounce of dignity he might have gained just left the window at Angeal's words. How someone as big as Angeal could just do that to him and act innocent the next moment is almost cruel and Squall knows without looking his face is even reader. Honestly he's momentarily forgotten how to speak.

Pretending to clear his throat, Squall coughs and somehow averts his eyes from the other man. "Ok." Is all he can muster, his shoulders raising a bit so that the fur on his collar lifts and hides some of his face.