Stark's face was certainly going on some journeys today.

"Marjools are...like snails," Stark said. "He loves them. A Hynerian delicacy. I didn't eat any of them, Rygel. Not like dates, no. Dates are better."

Hey, that worked on multiple levels!

Rygel sniffed, loudly, and floated closer to the table of food. "Stark, fetch me a plate full."

Stark just shook his head. "You have people for that. That you pay. I'm not here for that and you know it. And we...were just going. To look around. The ponds, outside."