[a gentle chuckle, dipping his head with the... compliment? He's hardly the type to jump to any perceived insult - far more likely to accept even faint praise.]

Well, I'm glad. I can't say it is always the same for me, necessarily, but... there are enough familiar things.

[or close enough to things from home that he can use them almost the same.]

But not always salads, no. I'm still getting used to cooking for myself, but I don't tend to eat a large amount. So it's not necessarily practical, to have a lot of food in the house. Often enough I simply eat at the motel...!

[shy, with the admission. His own serving is a little smaller, in comparison to what he laid out for Ash, but there is still enough in the serving dish that they can have more, if they need.]

America and Japan... these are countries of your world?