[ Does he really expect her to be able to say no to that? The way that they both look like they haven't eaten for days (...they have, right?)—him with wide, hungry eyes, and his dog whining piteously?

It does manage to get something of a laugh out of her, if only because, ah, is this what being a free spirit is like as well? And here she thought they were the ones who saved her... ]

I don't mind, really! I don't eat much anyway, so there should be enough to share.

[ She really doesn't know them very well, does she? ]

Take as much as you would like. It's the least I can do.