[Zance, why are you like this.

Lenka's head snaps up at that, eyes blinking a little wide and a startled flush on his cheeks as he seems to scramble for words. He spends a while on that, because despite the coral-related circumstances of their... everything he hadn't really expected the coral to notice. Welp.]

I-I wouldn't-- [he interrupts himself, or more like, his stomach helpfully protests] No, that's really not it.

[Please believe him when he says he would not willingly starve himself. Had enough of that back home, okay.]