Rinoa can't help but to hide a laugh behind her hand, her eyes bright as she watches the young man totally ham up the severity of his situation. He's obviously not that bad, she thinks, if he can act this way. For a moment she thinks about just rolling her eyes and leaving him with the morsel of food, but his companion seems distressed enough that she'd rather stay and help.

(Also, it's kind of amusing, to meet someone who's so vastly different to everyone she's come across in this place so far.)

"No, it won't hurt," she reassures him, voice gentle, but certainly tinted with her amusement. "Felix and I ate this too, and we're fine." She holds it a little closer to his mouth. "Open up, okay? Your friend's worried."