Kisses were good. They meant he was feeling better - or at least, that's what Leeloo hoped. She took the sandwich and inspected it. Her appetite had always been healthy, but when she was presented with something new, she never failed to study it - even if only briefly. Another part of sandwich study was chewing. She set to it, then, very scientifically - piece by piece. First, a bit of cheese. Then a sliver of the meat. Then the red, pulpy thing. "What is this?" she asked, studying a tomato smear on her fingertip. There was also a leaf of some sort in this.
She stepped out of the way in the kitchen so that Evey could get around her.