She looks at him rather than the meat, her belly sinking further at his obvious hunger. she's upsetting him just as he's upsetting her, and she knows she has the advantage here. She could force him to come with her if she used the right words...

"...Stay here a moment." She resists, turning on her heel and striding quickly out to where the cutlery is kept. She fetches him a plate and a napkin to wipe himself on afterwards before striding back, her back stiff as a soldier's. Setting the plate on the table she steps quickly away from the meat again.

"I will be waiting outside. Fill your belly... but Laedo, before you eat anything, consider and be grateful that someone gave their life to nourish yours. Do that for each piece you take, please." She can respect him if he does that, respect him just enough to not think upon what he is. She steps back again, turning her back fully on the glistening table.

"I will be outside."