Sora silently fingerguns them both before going back to his food. Hey, he's always going to be a little slow on the uptake, let him live. This is why he is never stressed out about himself - he just doesn't think!

"We should figure out what he can eat and come up with lunch plans. I think he's allergic to stuff?" Sora shakes his head. "Wasn't able to eat the Valentine's chocolate I was handing out a month ago, had to come up with something else." Coming up with lunch plans for feeding a teenage (?) robot seems like something both challenging and relaxing enough to distract the soldier from impending disaster. Hey, it works for Sora!