An appreciative nod. Good. She did not mind water. If she had, that might have caused trouble. The god of ocean did not live a dry life.
"Hmm... that is... uhm, thoughtful of you," he said in his best attempt to sound appreciative. He was. There was nothing that would bring his home back and he highly doubted that anything found on this ship but bring the cuisine of the pacific to life. But she had done something which she hoped he would appreciate and he would do just that. "What did you make?"