I hate repeating myself, Naegi. I also hate repeating my meals.

[Togami frowns, glancing away from the plates of food, back to his book. It barely registers with him that Naegi is concerned, or even that Naegi may be offended or otherwise hurt by his rejection. It rarely occurs to him that people have feelings at all, really--himself included.]

Put it in a container and in the icebox--it'll keep. If you're really that keen on eliminating food waste, I mean.