He watched her small frame shaking. Looking at her and tries to make out the muffled words. Getting only the food. "I can make you food then. That way it isn't the crapola delights that they serve here." he says softly. "After all...we have a kitchen in our room." He says softly. Blinking and looks away. He didn't know the answer to that. "I guess because whether or not you scare the hell out of me because you are female...I don't wish to see anyone suffering...like I have." he says softly. Lowering his head. "I just don't wish to see someone I know fade away into nothing. I have been there Rose. Done what you have done...but...I always bounced back." he says softly to her. He shakes his head. "You were nice compared to what I am used to from females." he looks away. "You deserve to talk to me and you deserve dinner. I don't know what makes you think you don't...but whatever it is...is wrong." he says simply. Looking at her and bites his lower lip. "Because...you helped me even though you acted like you hated me. You came looking for me when no one else would have nor did they. Also...I feel an odd connection to you." He whispered more.