There was time. He didn't need to figure everything out now even if it did feel like he needed to, that he should. That was his anxiety talking. Luckily for him she wasn't trying to make instant plans or he might have frozen up.
"I might be able to eat," and there was a tinge of ruefulness to his tone, an honesty that this did sort of freak him out a bit but not.. too visibly.
But as she rose, he did tug on her hand, wanting her to close the distance between them for a moment. Not for naughtiness sake but just to hold for a moment, to gain some reassurance if he could through such.