Estinien is poked in the face, and it's enough to make him stop squirming. Right. He can feel his chest clench, and gives Yuya another sinking look, knowing that he doesn't actually have any choice.

He exhales and reluctantly takes another bite, since it's already in his face, anyway. Instead of provoking more conversation, for the time being, he just focuses on getting this eating thing over with. At least then it won't be looming over him, and he won't run the risk of the guards noticing and interrupting.

Once he's finished, he leans back against the cart more fully. He doesn't look happy, but at least hunger won't be plaguing him tonight alongside the cold.

"You... have my thanks... Master...?"

He seems to be prompting for a name.