Ah, no. [He waves dismissively.] No no no, I- I am fine, really. And not hungry. I do- I do get hungry, mind you, but I am not... hungry presently.

[He seems to buckle under the weight of his own lie, and tries again with some additional justification.]

And it's hard to eat with, ah. All this. [A vague gesture toward his mask.] I'm sure you understand, unless you can just slide morsels through that slit and um. Hm.

[NOT BETTER]