"So I give you... these five!" Mao plans out over the table, in front of you both each sat a pile of your own sweets that you picked for yourselves that you've now somehow come up with idea with Mao to share with him. "And then... hmm... I don't know. You can choose what you wish to give me. I'm not really picky~ haha!" He laughs shyly at the end with a closed eyes smile.