For a moment, Omi was confused about her quick change of subject, and admittedly a bit uncomfortable with it as well. Why was she encouraging him to eat? --And that just forced him to wonder.

Because he couldn't block out that friendly as she was, they were all captors after a singular objective, and what she was doing might be some kind of trick, too. Maybe there was something in the food. Was she nervous out of insecurity, or out of fear of being caught?

Omi smiled sheepishly. "Thank you. I'm not hungry right now," he lied. "I'd enjoy listening to you more. You've got to have to have some exciting stories working on this team."