Alethea chuckled at how his stomach also growled in response, as if her own stomach had reminded it that food was needed. It was mildly amusing, as was his reaction. "So it would seem," she replied with a smile as he stood and went to look for food. Rather than get up, she remained sitting, although she switched into a more relaxed position, positioning her arms behind her and using them to prop her up as she watched him with a soft smile on her face.<br/><br/>She was generally not the type to let people do things for her. After all, she was more than capable of handling herself, and doing things for herself. Yet, for reasons she could not presently explain, she felt as though she should allow him this. He seemed rather happy, or at least content to prepare her food as well as his own, so she thought that perhaps, just this once, she would allow it.<br/><br/>She pushed herself up when he brought her the cup of water, handing it to her with a warm and pleasant smile. She couldn't help but smile a bit more, noticing the blush on his cheeks as he handed the cup over. Her own smile was warm, happy, and somewhat amused this reaction of his. She found it rather cute, although she wouldn't actually voice this.<br/><br/>"Thanks," she replied as she carefully took the warm box of food and the utensils. She couldn't help but chuckle at his display, as he talked to his stomach, which continued to protest the lack of food. "Honestly," she shook her head, but her eyes and smile were warm and filled with amusement and affection. She then took a bite of the food, swallowing it before responding to his note to self. "Mmmm, sounds like a good note. I fear that my stomach might have soon eaten itself if we had waited much longer," she replied, chuckling before taking another bite.<br/><br/>She found herself quite aware of the fact that his gaze was focused on her as she stuck a piece of meat in her mouth. She gave her head a little tilt as she watched him watching her with that smile on his face. "What?" she asked with a small smile on her face. "Is there something on my face?" she teased, her eyes twinkling as she did, knowing full well that wasn't why he was looking at her. But for the moment, she was content to enjoy more lighthearted conversation, even if it were teasing rather than serious. And she thought he would be rather amusing to tease, at any rate. He was rather quite expressive at times. It was entertaining, and rather cute. She was growing quite fond of it, despite herself,