[When one makes a habit of boldly going where no one has gone before and dropping into foreign universes that are temporally isolated from one's own, strange circumstances aren't all that strange. As such, Chekov isn't all that distressed by the sudden visit to Marina. It's inconvenient and he doesn't appreciate the list of crimes attributed to him, but at least there's food. Fermented herring? Sun-dried beetles? Fried octopus tentacles? All worth trying.