Rem fetches a cup of water. "Heh. I'll take your voraciousness as a compliment on my cooking and not as about how hungry you probably are. When you cook for eight hours a day you can't help but get good at it. Most ships' cooks aren't as good as me because they cook for two or three hours and then do other work. I cook or do food prep all day. Dried, jammed, peeled, mixed, mashed, baked, smoked, and cut food sells better than just another boring trade ship haulin' raw onions and rice around. Clever, huh?"

"Quite! Do you can it?"

"...Can? Can I what?"

"Do you put it in cans? How do you store it?"

"Ah. Cans. Nah, too expensive. We have lots of glass jars, and some barrels for drinks, and the rest gets wrapped in paper or flatbread or whatever and stuck in the pantry."

"And you find places to trade often enough that it doesn't go bad first?"

Shrug. "Usually. It's rare we don't find something inside of two weeks. Plus, it's not like we can really do much about it except eat what's gonna go bad soon first."

"Makes sense. Do you grow food on board?"

"Yep! Well, herbs and medicinals. I mentioned my chives. Hey, what do you do, dressed up like that, and is that a real sword?"

"It is! I do swordfighting! Recreationally, I mean."

"Huh. You have... Friends who also own swords out there somewhere?"

"It'd take a really long time to find them but yeah."

Nod, nod. "Of course. Hard to get anywhere in particular in the wide blue sky. Lookin' at it the other way, my psycho ex-boyfriend will hopefully never find me again."

"Gosh, I hope so! Good luck!"

"I have burly friends and knives now. He's welcome to-" She looks fierce, then sheepish. "...I'd say he's welcome to try, but it's probably better for all concerned I never see him again."

Tarinda nods.

"Heh. Look at me, complaining to ya. You've probably had it worse."

"I really haven't."

"If you say so..."

"It wasn't fun being stuck but I wasn't there that long!"

"How'd you end up there, anyway?"

"My ship had an accident."

"Geesh. You must be really lucky to land on an island after something like that. And not break your neck doin' it."

"I was injured but not too badly to heal before you found me."

"Thank Captain Flint and the rest of the crew. I don't help fly the old girl. I cook." She glances at Tarinda's plate.