At his comment, Mordred laughed again, reminding himself to store such a thing for later. “How skinny one is really has no bearing on how much him or her consumes, Achilles,” Mordred reminds him.
“Gwaine, for another example, eats more than I’ve ever seen one person eat, but he never gains weight.”
‘But Gwaine is much larger than you and I, he must keep his physique with food, no? I don’t know, I care little, in fact, but I should like to see you eat sometime, eat properly, eat a lot. I miss my food at home. Perhaps someday I’ll be able to take you there and you can try it for yourself. I’m sure you’d get much larger.’
Achilles was very fond of home and yet he did not find himself really missing it, he found himself longing for the comforts of home but not the place, not so much the people either.