OOC: not problem dear!
The little girl simply stood there watching him eat like a ravenous bird from scraps on a gazelles carcass after a lion had its fill. Her head tilt and those big eyes of hers decided he was not bad, or a grass water, so she sat just as he finished. Her legs extended before herself and her feet rocked, eyes at her boots as he talked about them.
"Yeah, they are pretty cool. Got them from Rodeo Drive!" She smiled about her shoes, then leaned back on her hands. "And...you're welcome. You looked hungry. Are you...okay? You were crying." She moved a hand at him in a generalized motion then leaned back again, fiddling with her mittens before doing so.
"Are you new here, too? It's pretty scary, so it's okay to cry."