"...Could he eat it?" The idea is bewildering to her, but she has a fuzzy memory of seeing Ben at the Icarus; it just didn't matter to her, then.

If that has to do with why she'd rather bend over backwards than upset him, she's not telling.

She follows him automatically, and if that grates on her, it's invisible in her face. Hell, she's not even sure she's bothered: it's too habitual to just follow where someone else leads.