"I'm sorry Sir, I don't mean to be trouble." It's genuinely apologetic, Anakin wanted to be good, wanted to learn. It was just so very strange.

But he took the bowl gratefully - and for more than the food. Space was shockingly cold, and his hands greedily stole the heat from the dish into his body, leading him to cradle it against his chest. Letting it cool was really just him using it to warm him up. Not that he really realized he was hungry - he was told it was time to eat, so he'd eat. "Is there water?"