No answer.

He leaves them next to her.

He's still on his shift, so he gets back to work. 

When he comes back, half the carrot and a chunk of the jerky are gone. Oddly, they don't seem to have been moved, and they seem to have been cut - and it'd be hard to cut a piece of jerky that cleanly - rather than bitten. The kobold also hasn't apparently moved, but there are crumbs on the table around her mouth.

He brings her the bowl of water again.

"Sorry, I don't know how you normally drink water, but this is all we have."

She opens her eyes and turns her head to look at him, and says a few words in a language that's definitely not English - some kind of statement, or assertion, from the tone. She sounds very tired, resigned.

Then she closes her eyes again, and the water in the bowl ripples gently as a trickle of water appears above her mouth.

Oh. Okay. 

"Good, good. Water is good. You need water." 

He points to the water.  "Water." 

He points to what's left of the food.  "Food." 

She hasn't reopened her eyes, but she repeats back anyway, "water, food."

He points to himself.

"I am Scott. That is food, that is water. That is Dr. Deaton," gesturing vaguely at the door.

He points to her.

She opens her eyes partway through this sequence. There's a long pause, when he stops talking, but eventually she sighs and offers "I am kobold."

Then she shuts her eyes again and turns her head to face the ceiling.

Okay. He steps out briefly, and returns with a cloth that he drapes over her as a blanket. 

This doesn't require touching the kobold again. 

"Kobold need food, need water, need shelter."

He's really not the best teacher.

He's really not. She doesn't answer.

Back to miming.

"Scott eat food, kobold eat food. Scott drink water, kobold drink water." 

For the latter, he tries to demonstrate how she drank the water by waving his hands around. It's not very elucidating. 

"I eat." She opens her eyes and turns to face him. "I drink, I ilva water, I drink water. I ilva food," she offers, and then closes her eyes for a moment and the remaining half carrot appears in midair and falls into her hand.

That sure is a thing she can do. 

"Scott no ilva food, Scott no ilva water." 

He closes his eyes and opens them, looking at his empty hands.

"Ilvak is kobold," she asserts. "Kobold no ilva Scott." She closes her eyes again and curls up a little, withdrawing.

"Kobold no eat food, kobold is hungry. Kobold is hungry, kobold eat food, kobold is no hungry." 

"Kobold is no hungry."

"Scott eat food, Scott is no hungry. I eat food, I am no hungry. Kobold eat food, kobold is no hungry. You eat food, you are no hungry."

"I am no hungry. You are..."

He nods. 

"I speak Scott. You speak kobold. Ilya is kobold speak, food is Scott speak."

He points to his mouth as he talks, hoping she gets the idea. 

"I speak amarinen, ilya is amarinen. Food is no Scott, food is..."

"Food is English, I speak English, you speak amarinen. You speak English, you learn English, I teach English. You speak amarinen, you teach amarinen, I learn amarinen? I teach, you learn, you teach, I learn."

"I no teach. I kobold."

"I hungry, I want food. You no speak English, you want learn. You no want teach amarinen?"

She snorts. "I no want."