His eyes shine like they're practically diamonds as the tray gets passed his way. Such a bountiful second helping seems almost too good to be true. And it probably is.

"You serious? You barely ate anything!" He may be a walking vacuum, but he's still considerate of the needs of other people. Generally. A hand hovers over the tray, index finger pointing straight down. "You're gonna starve, and I don't wanna contribute to the near-death of a woman."

Especially not a pretty and generous one.