She really hopes he doesn't notice her palms are sweaty. But hearing him call her sweetheart makes her crack a smile, and after her brain processes why that's funny, she does laugh.

"What? Don't--no, that's wrong. Please, bring back the dolcezza," she laughs, buying herself a moment or two to absorb the rest of the words. And then she does breathe, taking a deep breath and holding it in her lungs before slowly getting it out. It's not every day your super hot close friend that you've had a thing for says he's in love with you. And it never happens in the magical castle you met in, that you now find yourself in again, maybe, left to figure out how to not potentially starve to death.

Steph watches him for a long moment.

"So what do you know, in your heart, about how I feel?"