[ ah... it hasn't even been five minutes, and he's already forgotten his lie. good job, tsuru. he does explain himself, though! ]

I, uh... [ another laugh. ] ...lied.

[ his tone is sheepish, embarrassed — and far from malicious, as he idly rubs the back of his neck. ]

I'm a spirit, see? So, I don't really have any concept of an appetite. I just wanted to see if you'd be nice enough to share food with a stranger.