He ate quietly for a moment, enjoying the flavor and texture of the food. "It's very good," he said. And then, in response to the last thing she said, "Don't feel bad about it." There was warmth in his voice that wasn't typically there. "I honestly don't mind." He'd been saying this a lot, but figured she'd really know he meant it if she heard it directly from him. "What is it like, your job?"