[That? That just gets him to yank away, now a thing of instinct. It's like a very skittish dog's reaction, and it nearly comes with barred fangs.

He has enough self control though. The way his shirt shifts in the movement gives a small glimpse at one of the lingering burns, and he just wants to go.]

I said I already ate. Thank you. There's additional food in the basket beside the door.

[He's retreating already.]