[They could have a debate sometime about which face was real and whether or not there was actually a difference. It wasn't as if he hadn't been born looking like this, after all. He'd always been comely, but now? Now he just had... a better arsenal.

The brazen attempt to pretend he didn't bother her on some level was noted, and he lifted a hand to brush back a stray bit of hair. Not touching her, just that bit of hair.]

Life's not fair. Neither am I. I've already done a few lifetime's worth of work. And soldiering. And everything else you can think of. They're all tubby anyway. A few missed snacks won't do them any harm. At least they have that option.

[Implying he hadn't.]