{Third Person}
Alexander did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up his utensils and began eating, as though her question had not been worth a response.
For a moment, Amara thought he would ignore it entirely. Then he spoke.
"I eat what I need," he said flatly.
Amara blinked and glanced across the table again before looking back at him. "That looks like enough for five people," she said before she could stop herself.
Alexander lifted his gaze and looked at her slowly. "…Are you counting?"
Amara straightened slightly. "No, I'm just—"
"Then eat," he interrupted calmly, leaving no room for argument.
She paused, then lowered her eyes to the food placed in front of her. "I didn't come here to eat."
"Yet you are sitting at my table," he replied.
Amara opened her mouth as if to argue, but then closed it again. He was not wrong.
After a brief hesitation, she picked up her utensils and took a small bite. Her expression shifted slightly, subtle but noticeable.
