Oh, potatoes are pretty good! Aqua sometimes made casseroles with them back home.

[ven looks around then. there was so much happening and all the mixed smells of cooked food, even if some of it was made out of insects, still had his stomach growling a little.]

Let's find something with that and then maybe we can... sit down somewhere? [he casts an unsure look to the bowl in riku's hand.] And maybe find somewhere to deal with that stuff too.