[Oh, right. He shouldn't expect Myr to be able to recognize him by his step or anything like that. Welp.]

I, uh, don't need them. Here for you.

[Had poor Myr actually thought Hector would show up for singing and cuddling? Probably not. Never has Hector been happier for the rare time he's thought of a plan ahead of time. He clutches the tin like a lifeline.]

I thought...you might like to try a treat from my world...if you're not sick of honey by now....

[SO THIS IS GOING GREAT, HUH?]