[ Hannibal leads her away from the church, heading generally towards the homestead instead. They could go into town, but it's a place he imagines they've both seen enough of. They might as well walk somewhere slightly more scenic, though as they do, he continues the conversation about Paris, at least in part. It's just the part he's particularly biased for. ]

Also, to offer... This is hardly Paris, and I hardly have access to my full kitchen, but I can at least offer a taste. Cooking is a great passion of mine, and in particular, the French way of cooking is my favorite.

[ He inclines his head towards her lightly ]

If you would like, of course.