[ Coco will simply lean against the counter and cradle his own cup of tea in his hands, engulfing the porcelain, sipping it occasionally. It wasn't anything fancy, but that seemed to be the theme in this place. Maybe he could start gathering herbs and whipping some up for the locals.

He watches Heine's reaction to the food, the burst in his electromagnetic waves that responds favorably to it. And he smiles, a little thing. He was a little nervous he'd be overstepping his bounds. ]

I did, but that's all right. I just ate a little before it began to rain. Consider it my thanks. I've been doing what I can with the local foods available so it was good practice, since a lot of them are new to me.

[ He tactfully did not say "bland". There was a large gap in quality from what he was used to and what was available here in this place. He was, after all, a Gourmet Hunter at heart, no matter how he may have tried to deny it up until recently. ]