Greta has her mouth full when he speaks, so she gives him a vigorous, wide-eyed nod, then swallows. "Yes! It's very good." It might be the best thing she's ever had. She takes another bite, this one a bit more considering than the first few, paying closer attention to the flavors on her tongue. "Thank you," she adds.

Feeling bolstered by the ice cream and by the boy's kindness, she plunks herself down on the ground by his feet, leaning against his leg. This boy's all right.