Hearing Daenan's pensive words, Dina paused for a moment. Usually she was the dour one, and Daenan the optimistic and upbeat one. "Hmmph," she moved towards the table, "regardless, I doubt I'll have much of a problem if it's just one, if he is unfriendly," she says haughtily, her nature getting the better of her. The words were on one hand filled with a haughty confidence most would have found irritating, but there was also something comforting within them, indicating she was making an effort to soothe his worries.<br/><br/>She steered clear of the insect-filled bowls, instead going for one with nuts. She looks grimaced when Jet goes for one of the other bowls, and sighs before looking away and taking a single spoonful, tasting the brew. "Mmm," she murmured, surprised as always at the good taste of the food. "W-well, even if you have your negative traits--and not few, mind--at least you know how to cook," she says, trying to hide the appreciation for the food behind the backhand compliment.