Oh. She smells food. Like a dog with a biscuit put in front of its nose, Futaba jerks to full wakefulness, looking around until she spots the box of food. And she's... admittedly ravenous. She pulls it towards her and opens it to peer inside.

"... I was gonna get some soon." Although it probably would have had the nutritional value of cup ramen. If not... actually being cup ramen.

Point being she's absolutely a self-sufficient teen who can absolutely look after herself!! When she's not. Half asleep. Maybe. She's not actually all that great at this. That being said, Cor is... definitely unfamiliar. So there's a measure of veiled anxiety and less-veiled caution as she regards him over her food.