"Don't worry about it at all," Anthony said, sitting down at the table and starting to eat his dinner. To be quite fair, most every meal Elijah could make would seem like a feast to him—considering he was used to eating barely edible food, if any food at all. "hope you don't feel like you have to plan something grand for me. Because I am seriously fine with even this." Maybe the constant reassuring got a bit annoying after a while, but Anthony wanted to be sure they understood eachother.