[It looked good, at least! Even if she doesn't know enough to read words like "fajita" or "quesadilla" or "burrito"... what could go wrong with meat and vegetables? And the cheese stuff!

When he waves away her offer though her shoulders round a little self-consciously, flattered by the gentlemanly behavior, but.]

Well human ladies don't usually... eat this much, I'm pretty sure...

[Even if it was just biology, she still wanted to be mindful. So if he insisted on paying...]

We could... synchronize?

[Synchrony. She hasn't mastered the new lingo yet, but she has mastered platonic forms of creating manna in this place, her gaze darting between her upturned palm and her broad flank.]

A little? Just while we wait for the food, I mean... it would make the manna a bit, right?