He paused in examining his milk to glance over to her rooting in the fridge, watching as she emerged with something that clearly interested her. He quickly went back to his own choice and nodded when she agreed to having some as well. He reached up to get another glass and set it on the counter, using his own to pour off some for her. It wasn't as if he had drank any, and it seemed she disapproved of how much he had given himself. No matter, it wasn't like he drank much of anything but what was handed to him. Even now, he tended to ignore food until he absolutely had to have something.

He put the milk carton back into the fridge before he picked up the two glasses - his still obviously bigger - and turned to regard her. "Your concern is noted, but this isn't even thick enough to be concerned about," he replied. Hydra provided protein rich meals in liquid form after all. He was used to being ordered to drink.