Kyle turned his attention back to his book, but was still listening to his brother speak. As he read, he got a piece of bread and began to butter it one handed with the practiced ease of someone whose done it that way for years. 
"Of course, it would make sense to look good for the women who think they just sacrificed themselves to be here."
He lifted the bread to his mouth and began to eat, not once taking his eyes from the book. He bread went down his throat more smoothly than one would expect due to the butter.