I was rather hoping you would, what with me being the one who chose them and all.

[ The grin's still present as Claude accepts the invitation to step inside while holding out the pastries for Ciri to take. And inspect, considering he fully expects that to also happen alongside (or as part of) the judgment. He'll hold onto the wine until she leads them to where they'll sit. ]

And it could be a bribe given the conversation I was hoping to have. [ He means that playfully to go along with the same bit of banter back and forth they usually have and now have here, but a second too belatedly it clicks there's multiple ways to take what he just said. Quickly Claude waves a hand in a gesture meant to wave it away, sort of. ] Not the conversation we had before and not anything dire, either. Just something else I was hoping to talk to you about.