Anthony glanced at Elijah, then glanced away. "Yeah, it's alright," he said, summoning all his confidence so that Elijah doesn't see what an absolute wreck Anthony is right now. He still didn't like tea but for Elijah's sake he'll still drink it. He didn't want to disappoint him or something. "I'm sure I will." Maybe Anthony was just way too fucking used to barely edible food, but he genuinely enjoyed the food Elijah's made thus far. Here's to eating more of said food, then.