[...That bad, then. She comes up to the counter next to him, and takes a moment to order a tea before resuming conversation]
I'm sure someone would bring you something to eat, if you prefer that instead. [She wouldn't mind doing so, herself. She can also start to sense from proximity that there's very little wrong with his physical condition, so she figures-- maybe a little from experience-- that he's trying to keep holed up inside due to self-loathing and guilt]