[Just a tap to her nose.]

Not this time. If I leave you alone you'll have only eaten the words on those prints and not the food in front of you.

[HE KNOWS HER because he's the exact same. Even if he's starving, if there's something interesting for him to read or work on, it's as if that hunger is forgotten.

Now slinging his arm around her shoulder to walk her out to the dining hall.]

Now whether we behemoths I'm not sure, but we should have something to fill that stomach.