Once that permission is given, and since no aristocracy is around? She lets herself go.

She takes even bigger portions of her food, and in spite of there being some elegant movements she cannot quite get rid of, she eats those bigger portions with ease, almost as if those things were the only things preventing her from grabbing a steak and eating the hell out of it with her bare hands.

"I..." She gulps the meat she chewed. "You're a really good cook! How long did it take you to learn?"