You could learn a lot about a person by how they described their home, Rita's grandmother told her once, long ago. That it said something about the way they saw their childhood as well, because people could never seem to divide place and people in their minds. Rita was not overly intuitive about people, no more than the average person, but she did find it curious to catch a little glimpse here and there anyway.
With a quick single nod that was more of a dip of her head than anything else, she shared a small smile of her own. "I find it..." Rita pushed a strand of her hair into place behind her ear with one finger, "Comforting?" Likely not the best food an hour before yoga, yes, she acknowledged it again to herself. But she would eat lightly and be sure to stretch out well before holding any complex positions. Just in case. "It's...have you ever had naan?"