Anna sat back a little, leaning her weight on the chair. She watched him curiously, trying to figure out what was going through his little head without prying into it. She wasn't going to try and force him to eat more. She would, however, leave it here in case he wanted it later. She hated seeing kids upset or hungry. Especially ones this cute. Crowley would probably snarl at her if he could hear her thoughts.
Practice. A lot of years of patience. "Why should I get mad? Johan seems to enjoy your dinner. And there's always more if you're still hungry. No harm done." Also, a Hellhound hoovering fruit off the floor was possibly the most amusing thing she'd seen in a while. She really had broken that poor beast. He was as harmless as a kitten at this point. Of course she had no doubt he could snap with the right command, but without incentive he was pretty tame.