[Ned takes a closer look at the person he's serving as she compliments the food. A lot of faces come through the cookhouse and Ned has not gone to great effort to learn who they belong to, with the exception of the magician types, who Ned can't seem to forget. He feels a little guilty for not knowing her now that she's being genuinely complimentary though, and this comes across in the slightly awkward smile he offers.]
Uh, thanks. We picked up new supplies in town. I'm not used to ..not having everything at my fingertips, though. It's.. a bit of an adjustment. [Because the whole place isn't..] What is it you do here?