[He... doesn't smile, exactly, but, for a moment, he doesn't look completely miserable. That's something.
Nathan rips off a small piece of starfish--if it's really starfish, he has his doubts--and pops it into his mouth. Eating a cold starfish-on-a-stick is kind of disgusting. That makes it a good distraction and, honestly, it doesn't taste that bad.]
Tastes like sea.
[If sea was crunchy on the outside and a little slimy on the inside.]