[What do you say to that? "Thanks"? "Oh, okay, cool"? Feliks isn't really good with unfamiliar social situations, and he has no idea how to react. It would be a lot easier if he could get away with playing flippant, but Chopin's not letting him... He plays with his hair, having trouble making eye contact, always sort of transparent when he's feeling awkward.]

I... You know, like...

You know, I'm like super hungry all of a sudden! Aren't you? I totally am, where's the food and junk around here?

[Operation: Honestly Address Feelings -- SMASHING SUCCESS.]