Miguel gave his head a shake and held out his hand. "No. /I told you I'll eat later./" He was still grinning, however. "/Besides, I think you need it more than I do./" If the way he tore into the sandwich was any indication, anyway, he'd waste away if he gave any of it away!
"/I don't like American food so far,/" Miguel noted, watching Jack as he chomped at his food. Naturally, Miguel had been eating whatever the staff were served, and that usually wasn't high-class items.
"/Don't they use spices?/" The face he made was a comical one, torn between an offended look and a bored one.