With Elizabeth headed off to gather the water, Tobias only just realised he had been left alone with the Priestess. He shifted to one side as she laid out the meals, and even though his stomach growled, his mind had been elsewhere the entire time.
Only when Lucia spoke, did the lad rouse, and rouse slowly he did.
"They'll come soon..." Tobias muttered quietly; he felt little need to speak up, and his mind was still returning from far off times.
With that, he took a spoon, and raised a very large portion to his mouth. Without a word of warning or indication, he stuffed it in, and chewed in blank-faced silence. Blank-faced he remained for the entire moment of his chewing, sitting in glazed-eyed nothingness as he ate his first bite. He swallowed, and sat there, no hint of distaste or approval.
"But their loss if they don't..." Perhaps the kindest thing he had said all day. Again he raised another spoonful to his mouth, and began to eat in earnest and in silence.