"Oh - I guess I'll think about it," the teen replied around a mouthful of chicken wing. She swallowed the bite a minute later and smiled at the blonde teacher, then refocused on her food. Finishing the plate in record time, she pushed it aside and - after another quick glance at Emma - reached out for a napkin to wipe her hands and face. That done, Hope then started on the pie, eating this a little slower now, still relishing every bite she took. If all of the food here was like this? Then she was definitely happy to be there.
Remembering again that they'd been talking, she spoke once more, "Thanks - for the offer. But I don't know...it might not be so bad, right?"