"Tch. A guest? More like a stranger you picked up off the beach. I'm not your guest. You brought me here against my will."

As much as he protests, his ear-fins flick up while the human takes a bite of the food. He can smell the fish mixed in with the...well, whatever the hell else was in there.

(want)

He doesn't want to try it.

"Go eat that somewhere else," he mutters, as if to show that no, he would not be eating human food under pain of death.