Francis was startled by the sudden grabbing of his arm. He had not expected the priest to be so quick or strong. He stared from the hand to his face, realizing maybe he couldn't take him in a fight. Finally, he rose a brow and gave him a knowing look.

"Don't impress me so much, or I might start having dreams about you."

He pulled back his wrist as soon as it was free. He ripped off a piece of the bun to eat and then another. The man gave a pleased little moan. "It's been a while since I've had something so delectable. " He held out his hand with roughly half of the hot cross bun remaining. "Seems like a crime not to share."

His blue eyes peered imploringly at the older man to take it. "It's very good."