Kryner's smile was shining ear to ear as he then looked up from his green beans when she inquired into his culinary life. Swallowing some water to wash down the lovely bite he nodded, "Yes, yes I do. My father taught me how to work a stove and to keep a kitchen clean, knives sharp and how to keep food tasty for long periods of time." He then quoted his favorite meals to make, most of which were pasta's, roasts, bread and then little amalgamations of dishes he'd picked up on how to make.<br/><br/>James chuckled, "Good thing to know my Del doesn't starve in the great white north. Although Del you seem rather thin, have you been eating well enough?" They had been on a train and boat with only a handful of meals to share between them for the most part, even Krnyer noticed he had lost a couple of pounds just from the travel and food.