Sheridan's face flushed even redder at her words as took a bite of his food. He made a soft sound of ummmm. "this is good," he said softly in an exhale as he started just shovelling food in until he had eaten half his plate in no time then slowed down a bit to talk. "I don't like seeing anyone hungry, it reminds me of my sisters." He said uncertain why he spoke of his family. "All the times dad took our last coins before mom could purchase food stuffs and we had to go without. It always kicked me to see their little faces so young and not understanding why they couldn't get food. Holding them while they cried in my arms hungry and no more then a few years older then them while mom tried to go out and work for more money to feed us." he trailed off and sighed.<br/><br/>"I have no idea why I'm telling you any of this honestly," he said. He picked up his mug and drank a lot more of it while he dug into the food once more. He was hungry and appreciated the food.