Ding ding ding. They nod when he guesses the protector, but that's all the answer Gyre gets because they're lifting the plate up to their face to scrape the remaining bits of food off of it.

And then they take a bite out of the end of the plate, the horrible sound of ceramic shattering in their mouth filling the air.

They look completely unfazed, crunching and swallowing it before making a face at the plate and then setting it down. Apparently it wasn't tasty.