Ben will never cease to be intimidated by his mother. Under all that softness is something sharp he doesn't dare cross, not unless he's out of options.

Anakin could go through the small collection of holo-photos Ben had, most of which were of his family, the rest being comprised various people he had started to come to call friends. None were terribly personal, and there was a definite lack of personal touch to his quarters, as if he hadn't even made a token effort to try to make it homey.

When he goes out to get food, he's too waylaid by other people just getting off shift to sneak two meals back to his room. Then again, the Force only just now gave Anakin a body. He probably needs the nutrition more than Ben, so Ben simply takes enough food to convince everyone he's having a decent dinner for once and makes his way back to his quarters, thankfully quickly all things considered.

"I hope you meant what you said about not being picky. The food here is... well, they're trying their best."