[Lady carefully sniffs Sara's face and hands, studying her with highly intelligent eyes. Finally, however, she turns her attention to the bacon, all but swallowing it whole - before licking her hand once and then turning to curl up on her bed in the corner.]

Oh! Thank you. I, I'm not actually very hungry right now - do you mind if I just save it for later? [Since hammerspace lets him do that indefinitely, without any loss of heat or freshness.] It's, um. It's a book of poetry somebody recommended.

[If she looks at the books open on the desk, though, she'll see that several of those are textbooks - high school chemistry and physics, mostly.]