Thomas couldn't help but wonder why Dean was being so nice to them and why he was pretty much offering to watch over them. "Do you do this back at home? Watch over kids and teenagers?" He needed to know if this was something Dean did on a normal basis or was there something else to it.
"It doesn't sound that bad." Honestly, food was food. They couldn't be picky in their own world. You either ate what was there or you starved.
Thomas was slowing down. His eyes had definitely been bigger than his stomach. "We should learn how to make all of this," he said with a glance over at Chuck. They couldn't always rely on Dean or anyone else to do it for them.