The guy is a furnace, she knows how much he can eat when he has it, knows he needs more than most just to keep up with his metabolism, so if he's not eating, then he's lost his appetite. At least he beats her to the punch so she can't fuss at him too much.

"We actually got the numbers for that? Color me impressed." The tone is facetious but she genuinely is pleased to hear that Tomura was able to get together enough people to front what one of the least hyperbolic people she knew actually called a war. "I know you have to have gotten your licks in. Do I dare ask why you decided to go au naturale?" With a look at the white fluff that she had previously helped keep under wraps.