He rolled his eyes in a teasing sort of 'yes, dear' way, taking a bite of the sandwich, nodding his approval at the taste. "Why can' we do both?" he asked, after he swallowed. "I c'n eat, you c'n talk games. All we had back on the ship was..." he grinned a bit. "Suppose you'd call it basketball. 'N cards, I s'pose. Didn' play much my own self, but the rest of the crew seem'd t'enjoy it."
He continued to munch on the sandwich thoughtfully, rather enjoying the feel of her lying next to him like she was, not sure what kind of contact was appropriate. He felt a pressing desire to run his hands over her body, press himself more fully against her, maybe engage in a different kind of game, but he thought that might be... moving too fast. They'd barely kissed yet, after all.
"You'd hav't'teach me whatever this Go Fishin' game is, though. Can't say I've ever heard've it."