Rey understands that look, and rolls her eyes at it, nodding her head.

"They're still children," she mutters, for all the good it does. Even if they're horrible spoiled creatures that will grow up into horrible spoiled adults, making children cry for no reason is really just not a good way to deal with things.

The offer of the meal surprises her a little and she smiles, waving her hand in polite refusal.

"Thank you, but I'll buy my own. Being indentured to the Inquisition has a few financial advantages."