That face was probably the worst face she could have made at him. His eyes seem to harden and he shakes his head before moving to a different seat. "Cereal has no nutritional value to speak of, that and I'd burn through it before I even got any energy or strength from it." Small snort as he crosses his arms. "So it doesn't matter if I eat it or not, so I'm waiting on you" he looks away from her, but before he does so a look skitters through his eyes. Almost like PTSD where he is transported to a memory. His eyes clench and his hands ball into fists until it passes.