He doesn't hear praise often, and with his overall cluelessness on dealing with asparagus anatomy, Kieran was expecting some kind of snide remark or barbed critique on his chopping skills. Cho's unexpected reassurance brings a crooked smile to Kieran's face--the kind that's clumsy in its genuine spontaneity. It keeps him quiet outside of a quick nod in thanks as he stands back to give her some space to work.

He's gazing around the kitchen, mouth slightly agape as he takes it all in, when Cho speaks up again.

"Oh! Uh, thanks! It's..."

He doesn't want to say it's nothing special, because, well, Cho just complimented it! He doesn't want to poo-poo that!

"...a very good hat!"

...He's also the worst when it comes to thinking of anything under pressure. He pauses and shifts from one foot to another, trying to think of something to add.

"Those eggs sure smell good! Do you, uh, do you cook a lot?"