You're not half so big as me, I can call you little for a long time yet. [ His tone softens, losing the teasing edge. ] I promise. I'll stay.

[ That grumbling stomach gives him cause to gently tip up her chin, taking a look at her. Far too thin ... ]

What do you say we eat all the fine food we please, then take off to sit and talk together in my rooms? We'll even bring some with us for the morning.

[ Honestly, with no idea where the kitchens are and no reason to trust the servants just yet, he plans on taking enough food back with them later so she never has to stop munching, if she wishes. ]