"Baklava? I have never heard of such a thing. Oh- but my lips are sealed!" He doesn't know who Hestia is but he reminds himself not to tell them about Persephone's superior baked goods. He even puts a finger to his lips briefly to signify he's serious.

"I would love to try your food. And in return, I can, ah... I can tell you about my world, if you would like? I'm afraid I lack in most skills in comparison to my friends." He seems comfortable admitting as much, at least. As if he's had to tell people the same thing many, many times. "I'm afraid the one thing I excel at isn't an experience I can share, alas."