Unspoken Preferences

At the restaurant, Cordelia felt hungry and ordered a lot of her favorite food. "What do you like?" Cordelia looked up and asked.

Killian looked at the menu. "I'll eat whatever you order."

Cordelia rested her chin in her hand and glanced at Killian. From what she remembered, he was not picky at all. He ate whatever she ate.

But clearly... there were many things he didn't like or wasn't supposed to