The second one, but she'd bash him on the head with a tea-tray if he put it that way out loud. Gently, but still. Right over the head.

"Eat something," she answered predictably, with a grin. "The faster it disappears, the less George fidgets." She might have her own little tiny neuroses here and there, but she wasn't blind.

Just...sometimes a bit slow. "You can see me!"