By now, Keqing will know that if there's anything Xiangling hates, it's wasted food. She tries to keep her portion sizes quite reasonable for that reason! Sure, you can reheat food afterwards, often where it's nearly as good, but it's never quite the same.

So she'll understand that when Xiangling leaves the last dumpling on the plate, her heart thudding in her chest, her face a deep, rich pink... it means something. "Um, if you want, I wouldn't mind--"

She doesn't finish the sentence. She instead launches herself at her girlfriend, arms on her shoulders, pressing her lips to Keqing's. She can't wait.