Unaware of Steve's eyes tracking water down his skin, he nonetheless was aware of his friend's proximity to his own. Of course, now that he had put at least some food in his stomach, it was hard to ignore how far he had pushed himself in his searching for his friend. "Okay, just a bit," he said softly as they switched boxes but kept their utensils to themselves.

He measured out mentally how much to eat before he dug in, swaying slightly in his seat in pleasure. He hummed softly in return to Steve, chewing thoughtfully even his head drooped a little more as he began to fill out. He only paused long enough to have a cursory amount of greens from the third box. "I guess, but I like it when you cook," he said, though he wouldn't deny right now in his current condition that food was excellent regardless of the source. He ate only his set amount and pushed the box back to Steve to finish. "Eat the rest," he ordered gruffly.

He only realized after that moment that he had finally eaten faster than Steve. It was a first in his books.