Hermione finds herself feeling simultaneously bad and yet pleased when she sees Sam's blush, but she knows he's liable to get over it soon enough. It's hardly as though he's never heard someone say something similar to him before, if he always acts like this.

"You're welcome, Samwise. And yes, I might miss some of the food and drink from home, but I'm glad the Inquisition sees to it that none of us run the risk of starving. It's probably more than what can be guaranteed for some poorer villages, which might at least partially explain why there always seem to be new faces hereabouts."