"Good, I'm glad I went with it then." Krem picked out a piece of sweet and sour pork from the container it had come in and ate it just like that, humming contentedly for a second. "Do you want to just eat from the containers, or should we get plates?"

He sucked a bit of the sauce off his thumb. "Nothing's wrong with the cheese, I guess. I just get a bit ill after I've eaten it. Milk, cheese, anything like that. We didn't have a lot back home, not like it is here, at least. Sad fate for me. Pizza's delicious."

But he was smiling a little bit, shrugging it off. It was just a simple thing he had to live with, like so many other simple things he had to live with. At least he could make a lot of foods himself, or otherwise there were plenty of options to pick from.