I'm the son of a teacher. Not that I can't appreciate a good steak, but humbler foods are more comforting to me.

[ Hard to say what (or who??) the steak represents here. Perhaps it doesn't really matter; Erwin doesn't have rich tastes, even after having experienced what nobles feast on in Mitras. He can never eat it without imagining his soldiers living off yeast bars and beans and root vegetables in the winter months. ]

I thought that might be an argument in my favor. [ Plus, it would be much harder to touch him like this, and share in the gentle of power and affection that passes between them. ]

Even so, I'll be sure to be careful.