Boxer holds up a finger to put the conversation on hold for the time being while his food descends into his tank. Once it's firmly on the bottom, Boxer unscrews the top of the bucket with his tentacles and digs his hand in to pull out some whole fish--too big for a human to eat without cleaning it properly, but Boxer just swallows it whole, face first.

His caretaker says that she'll be back to check on him later after her rounds with everyone else. Boxer is subtly watching her and waiting for her to leave so he can pause between fish so he can sign at Sybil.

If I didn't hurt you earlier, I probably won't while I'm like this.

Chances are, anyway. The worst he could do is to rend flesh with his suckers, and as long as she doesn't try to escape or try to fight his holds, there's no risk of that.