"Already told you I haven't been," he muttered. Okay, so Rude had called him out, but still. Not wanting to eat was different from forgetting.
He gave a vague nod, assuming that meant he'd probably gotten Emptiness to magic it up for him. Not to say that Rude couldn't cook. At the moment, though, he didn't really care, either way. He took the spoon and dug in. It... did taste pretty good now that he was actually eating it, he had to admit.