[ Her flirtatious questions is met with a laugh, and made him like her more. She seems to be doing well considering her situation, and that makes him feel a little glad for her. He keeps most of his attention to his food, savoring the side dish of eggs before his gaze flicks up and sees her bending over before a closet. ]

You could say that. Kidnapped, spirited away... Tomato, tomato.

[ He says as he takes a bite out of the slice of tomato on his plate. ]

Keep your guard up in any case. No more twigs or drinking in the future.

[ He jokes, even with a waving of his fork tapping at the air and directed at her ]