Dustin smiled and encouraged, "Go on, don't be shy."

Feiver hesitated, holding onto his plate and avoiding eye contact.

"You're still growing, and you're way too skinny, bud. You've got to eat more," Dustin said, adding food to Feiver's plate.

Feiver mumbled a reluctant "thanks". His smile was strained, revealing his nervousness.

"'Not hungry? Maybe it's not to your liking? No worries, try the shrimp or the beef stew." Dustin added more food to his plate, playing the role of a doting father.