[Prefect fails to dodge the flying gruel, and is quickly covered in it. For a very brief moment he looks wounded, before forcing the expression away from his face and grinning again]

It's a bowl, Citizen! And I quite understand, but, you... make sure you let me know if you change your mind about whether or not you require sustenance? After a few days, I wouldn't like you to become infirm.

[And he picks up the styrofoam bowl, still covered in gruel, and still smiling.]

I know people don't usually like the food here when they first arrive, but you'll get used to it! It's really not so bad after a while?