Vashtiel: Fine, I'm eating yours instead! Malakhim: That's my cake! Vashtiel: And I care because...? Malakhim: Grar. Gimme that fork.

Later, in Kyoto...

Vashtiel: You can have all that other.. stuff. But this dessert is mine. Malakhim: *sigh* Fine, fine, if you really want. Vashtiel: I want.