[She easily slips out of the way of his grabby hand. Despite seeing him in a thong half the time, it feels a step too far into ridiculousness to allow the Lord Commander of Ishgard to courtesy-carry parcels around when she's perfectly up to the task.]

Soup! One of the alchemist's clients sent me off with extra after I finished a delivery.

There's enough for two... presuming that you aren't terribly hungry. [She punctuates that with a playful smile.]