There was a flicker of something more serious on the Sun's face after that last comment, but she shoved it away, forced the smile back into place. A task made all the harder as he stepped away from her, expecting a hit.
Roland couldn't have known it, that she'd been second guessing her motives lately. Wondering if all those scuffles she'd gotten into in school had been purely self defense, or if perhaps she'd instigated more often than not.
The thought was pushed away, buried deep. "That's not good," she commented mildly, taking a step towards the cafeteria building in the near distance. "I'm sure we can find you something though." There was fruit, and other things not directly handled by those making their meals.