Rising shortly after her, he took the invitation and followed her, by walking at her side, in her speed. If he was honest, he would have liked to support her or even carry her, but that had seemed to him rather inappropiate. She was an Amiral. She was trying to keep up the facade of pride the entire time, while the war had crippled her. Respecting that, he tried to be the most acceptable guest an Amiral could wish for.
He also grinned because she said something that sounded like memes, in gallic.
"I'm afraid that my diet is rather boringly healthy," he admitted, yet smirking slightly at his host. "Miss Hookier is roaming all around in Sirius to get us the various cuisines of the sirian houses, and recently even from Gallia. Our robots on the Apahanta are programmed with a wide variety of recipes and luckily prepare any meal with the inhumanly accuracy." It reminded him of Nodtvibot. A Kishiro Service Robot his girlfriend Maren had toyed around with. Other than most KSRs on the Apahanta, Nodtvibot was given a very specific voice: Erik Nodtviet's voice, with a cold. It used to serve dishes, commanding to enjoy it as only THE STRONG MAKE THE RULES.
"Every now and then we keep it fresh, having a bunch of crew members cooking for the crew. The canteen is open for any experiments in those regards. Miss Hookier, for example, enjoys baking muffins and cakes and cookies and other sweets, while I prepared a classic curacaoan menu," He blushed sightly as he hadn't gotten to boast about his cooking skills in years. Maren was vegetarian, so the only flesh she would take in her mouth was the meat popsicle that just walked next to the Amiral.
"We have a bird on Curacao. Genetically engineered, imported from Planet Los Angeles many years ago and adopted as mascot of Curacao. It's called Chiwi. A little bird, unable to fly. Since there are almost no insects on Curacao, for the lack of landmasses, it is eating flowers and other flora. Because of that, the meat of that bird has a natural honey-ish taste. Very soft. They let these birds roam around freely on all islands. Most of Sirius only gets Chiwi meat from Los Angeles. Chiwi meat from Curacao is, because of the lack of actual poultry farms for those, very expensive and tastes even better."
He chuckled at her for a single moment. "When Curacao was evacuated, Miss Hookier picked up her three cats from the planet. One of them had hunted down a Chiwi right before that and proudly presented it to Sombra. She then had the idea to collect some of the birds, since everyone was busy with the evacuations, to bring them to the Apahanta. It was the best dinner the crew ever had." Ezrael gave her a slightly awkward look. The story sounded weird to himself. "Thanks for the war, I guess?"
