[His comments get a bit of a chuckle from her and she can feel her own tension draining enough that she can start moving again, towards the kitchen. Hopefully, showing that she's not mad or anything and was calming down would also assure him.]

I would feel bad asking that of someone anyway, so no worries. [Wait that sounded rude.] Oh, but, thank you for the offer? [smooth.]

[On entering the kitchen, she immediately spotted food set out, as if someone had just been cooking, and she couldn't help a slightly frustrated sigh in response. It looked good, and that was honestly part of the problem.]

Is this... really okay? I mean, was this really all just left here? Someone had to have made this, right?