Patroclus dug into the meal heartily, shovelling food into his face without restraint. Halfway through the food on his plate, however, he seemed to realise he should probably slow down a little, and he smiled at Roxanna. "Reminds me of the war. There were times he marched for days on an empty stomach. When there was finally a chance to have a meal- Let's just say table manners weren't a thing."