"Hmph?" Steve asked - then swallowed. "Sorry - sorry." He slowed down to a less-than-breakneck pace, taking careful, slow bites. "Sorry," he added again, then laughed. "I'm starving."

But of course, that made him think that Bucky might be, too - which made him want to finish all the sooner. Finally, despite the fact that he could still do with another helping or two, he pushes the plate away, figuring he'll at least digest what he's eaten before coming back for more. He leaned back in his chair, waiting for Sam to finish eating without looking too eager, because he wanted Sam to enjoy his meal as well. "At least Stark knows how to feed his guests well. Not that I guess I'd expect anything less. He's a lot more compassionate than he'll ever let on."