He doesn't eat while she sits down, eying her with a mix of curiosity and caution. What's she up to? Turning down his invitation for dinner, then following him in to sit with him anyway...it doesn't make sense.

He slowly takes another bite when she waves at him, still not taking his eyes off of her. When she eventually asks her question, he sets it down in favor of a cup of hot chocolate, apparently unconcerned that it's still steaming.

"It's good. I've had better, but not here, so I guess I can't argue their claim."

After gulping down some of the hot chocolate, he sets the cup back down and eyes her again.

"You know, you don't have to keep an eye on me. I'm not going to hurt anyone."