Oh...Namor was good. Colleen's brows raised, was that turkey avocado? She grabbed one off the plate and bit into it, god, that is delicious, and shook her head, how in the hell had he managed all of this? "Best sandwich I have had in months," she laughed. "This is amazing, Namor, thank you." He earned himself an honest smile until Colleen took another bite, and as she looked down at her plate, appeared a little crestfallen. Guilt was rearing its ugly head again, consistently whenever she was enjoying the luxuries a little too much. As much as she tried to hide it, it probably should not have been a surprise to Namor, he had likely seen this cycle once or twice before. In any case, Colleen sighed and looked up and smiled again like nothing happened, and said, nodding toward his sandwich. "So you are a pastrami kind of guy. Nice. Do you indulge in American cuisine often?"