Roast was probably one of the best tasting things humans ate, and Vaan would never turn it down, "That sounds excellent." He laughed at her mentioning his stories and glanced down at her with a smile, "Of course, I'd be more than happy to!" The villagers always seemed to like when he shared his experiences from the Citadel and adventures outside of Greenville and he always loved to tell them.
"I'm needed in Rockvale the day after tomorrow," he said, glancing down at his feet, "They've had more people fall ill." Vaan wasn't prone to illness like humans. The only real weakness he had was if he were to lose his wand or receive a mortal wound, like in war, so it always made him sad when humans were sick or dying. He wasn't used to death and it made him uncomfortable.
He chuckled, "Hopefully! Though you'd have to name it after me you know." He smiled jokingly.