The ass-grab is almost enough for Benedict to miss the bit about milk and tucking in, but in his distraction he allows it to slide (when will it be his turn), and drags his focus back to Vega.

"I do," he says, easily enough, quickly adding, "...and I'm sorry. About your family." It's something he understands well (he thinks), and he's sincere when he says it, glancing down at her hand.

Perhaps as a peace offering, he slips off the glove he usually wears on his left hand, showing her his own shard. "It does complicate things."