[His words seem to calm her a bit. Maybe that's all they were meant for, empty words to ensure she wouldn't go insane, but it's kind of what she needed to hear. 'Lovely' and 'skilled'. Those words flattered her as she took a deep breath to calm down.

Though his next words do earn him a glare, though more in a 'mad big sister' respect than an offended one.]

I can eat it. I'd prefer things I'm familiar with, though. [She still swore Roland was trying to poison her with alcohol.] But I'll admit I'm new to a lot of food, so sorry if I act weird.

[In the Junkyard they didn't need to 'eat' until they were embedded with the virus. Still, right now it's a distraction she needs. Maybe it will suffice for now.

And don't worry Alvin, she responds well to flirting. She flirts right back!]