[ Ratio will take a seat in one of the chairs, first checking the temperature of the fish with his hand. Nice and hot, and will probably only take a minute to cool to something more appropriate for his tongue. ]

I've not yet tired of its flavour. It is welcome after being subjected to quite a few days of tasteless rations. But I will not decline the fish. That, too, is welcome.

[ It's always food with this young man, isn't it? Ratio has by now long identified it as the form by which the quiet summoner shows his care. But there is no need to voice his observations, so he does not. ]

Have you had the opportunity to visit the fruit farms?