"Well, at least it won't be the candy canes," he chuckles - but his gaze is soft, affectionate. He runs his thumb up and down Herbert's cheek, stroking it gently. The comments make him redden a little, brows knitting despite his smile.

He's still not...the best at taking compliments, even if they are nice to hear.

"...Now who is being sweet?" he retorts, booping Herbert on the nose playfully.

"Speaking of sweet...we should probably actually start these garlands. We...got distracted again."