[It's not entirely subtle that his eyes linger on the ring for a minute when he returns, but he doesn't say anything yet. He's busy rolling his eyes and reaching into the box to load up a plate with a few slices before setting it in front of her and repeating the action for himself.]

You've lived here for over a year and you've never tried a slice of pizza? What have you been living on? [He's teasing her but he's also already taking a bite.

Food. Real, sweet, delicious food...he's missed this. Camping out and traveling for several months has made "real food" a pain in the ass to come by.] Trust me. It's not as bad as it looks. [Or smells.]