Akito is accustomed to expressions that are difficult to interpret, yet that doesn't make them any less discomfiting. He looks down at his feet as he waits for an answer, more comfortable avoiding eye contact. Scuffing his boot on the ground, Akito looks back up in time to catch the nod and not get caught off guard by the gesture.

"Ah- Thank you." He hadn't realized he was being watched. "I'm not used to eating a lot, but I've been getting more hungry since I woke up. So I guess I have to remember to eat more, ne?" Another thing he can blame on growing up: increased hunger. Mildly less annoying than when his voice cracks, but only just.

He takes a sip of the stew, letting the broth sit on his tongue to savour the taste. It's warm and satisfying, and so he lets out a small hum of appreciation. "It's really good!"