Sid stiffened as Elisabeth gave him something that half resembled a polite, comforting hug. He had to force himself not to flinch from the contact. She didn't disgust Sid, or make him feel uneasy. Okay, well perhaps he was slighty uneasy about it but he wasn't used to it. He wasn't used to people actually caring about him. That sounded really pathetic in his head. He didn't move, just sat there. What did he do?
He gave her a horrified, and aplogetic look all the same and frowned. "Sorry about that. I've been told I'm not very good with food." He slapped his hands down on his knees lightly and stared at them as he turned them into fists. "Soo.. Zelda, huh?" the teenager asked off-handedly.