She takes the glass for another drink before setting it down and quirking an eyebrow at him, then his lack of plate. The corners of her eyes narrow in the slightest amount of suspicion, but she just picks up the chopsticks, thanks him for the meal, and immediately digs in -- though she doesn't eat it herself, instead scooping up some of the rice between the chopsticks and holding it out for him. "Well, go on, then."
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