Rafael disliked that the only thing he could gather for her were pastries. Since they went to the ball, the cooks had no reason to cook them dinner since there wasn't a guaranteed time they would return. There were only pastries his mother liked to eat around noon that were put away.
Rafael joined Annalise on the floor and watched her devour everything she could get her hands on. If he knew she was this hungry, he would have started something proper for her to eat when they returned home. He could have gotten some of the food made for the knights or seen what the knights who returned with them planned to cook.
"Would you like me to cook something for you?" Rafael asked as he doubted she would get full by eating pastries.
"You can cook and it won't taste awful?" Annalise asked.