"Here! A demon slayer should keep their energy maintained with a plentiful serving!"

Rengoku's insistence filled the room as he placed some of his food on your plate, his unwavering grin present as he nods curtly at you.

Though not being said outright, he believed you to be a strong and capable slayer, although, for a reason unbeknownst to him, he wanted to provide and protect you with his whole being. He brushed it off for the time, watching intently as your picked at your food.