[Was she...keeping track of how much he'd been eating? What was he supposed to say to that? There's an awkward swallow as he stands stiff, nervously looking back at her. Was he supposed to explain to her that he was worried about eating what was in the house when he hadn't the means of properly contributing yet? Or was he supposed to explain how his continuous, lingering anxiety made it hard to have any appetite at all.]
LEWD
[Was she...keeping track of how much he'd been eating? What was he supposed to say to that? There's an awkward swallow as he stands stiff, nervously looking back at her. Was he supposed to explain to her that he was worried about eating what was in the house when he hadn't the means of properly contributing yet? Or was he supposed to explain how his continuous, lingering anxiety made it hard to have any appetite at all.]
I don't eat much...and I didn't want to impose.