Uh, okay, Pyrrha. [Nero takes his plate, furrowing his brow a bit awkwardly despite his words attempting to sound encouraging. He looks as if he's not sure if he wants to smile or grimace. It ends up looking like a forced combination of both.]

It's just fish... [He mumbles to himself as he sits down, looking even more conflicted than he had a moment ago. Why did she have to be so kind about everything?

It pissed him off! Sort of. Maybe...he just wasn't used to strangers being this kind to him.]