[He sits back a little when she suddenly jumps up, wondering if he did something wrong, maybe touched a sensitive spot somewhere... but it's not like that, is it? He smiles, pats her head a little.]

You really are hungry, aren't you? [He gets to his feet, brushes off his clothes. No, he doesn't have anything on him, but if she's this hungry, he will definitely take care of it right away!] The mess hall should have something even you can eat.

Um... You can follow me without a leash, can't you? [They are going to get so many weird looks... but it really can't be helped.] Let's go, then.

[Off to the mess hall! Where he will try to get her some food, though he doesn't think to eat, himself. He's not hungry, anyway: he'll just get a drink for himself.]