He does wear the glasses for everyone else as his eyes don't react to light and he doesn't mind if Lydia takes the glasses off. They're one of the first things that come off when he's alone. They aren't uncomfortable, just unnecessary. After a moment, he does go ahead and take them off, slipping them into a pocket. He'll put them back on if someone else comes into their conversation.

"Pizza? You told me you were a good cook, but you didn't tell me you were magic," he teases her as she leads him over toward the lab table. His stomach rumbles a little at the mention of real food. Yeah, he gets fresh food fairly often, but that doesn't stop him from appreciating it. In all honesty, he probably won't eat much of the fruit and veggie tray. Instead, he'll save it for those that don't get real food so often. "Pizza definitely and a small slice of cake as well. Thank you." His gratitude is sincere. Without his senses, he could easily end up putting his hands in the cake or the pizza or make a fool out of himself some other way. He's glad to have Lydia help him.