[ Fjord has an occasional habit of zoning out but that isn't an option when Julian goes from zero to sixty, talking about the shipwreck that changed his life. Rapt as he is, knowing exactly what a shipwreck feels like and the crushing weight of the ocean (the fear) he has to blink a couple of times before resettling in the present. ]

It's, ah, [ with another discreet sniff, ] ... fresh? I can eat almost anything, the choice is up to you.

[ His shrug carries a chuckle with it. ]

That sounds like quite the experience. [ Almost drowning usually is. ] Is your sister here with you or did you wake up alone in the crystal fields?