This is probably the longest conversation he's had with someone under the age of fifteen in quite some time. Eddie's still not sure how to feel about it, but he also doesn't want to be a dick and just wander off to leave this kid by herself, especially when it doesn't look like there's anyone around to claim her.

He's never been much of a cake guy, outside of the ones his mother used to make for his birthday- but that ship sailed a long time ago. He can't even remember the last time he had cake. Eddie nods thoughtfully, considering her answer for a moment. "Strawberries and cream is a good choice. My mom had this chocolate fudge thing she'd make sometimes. That was nice."