"Guess you're from Earth, then?" Oddly, it's not a question he's unfamiliar with asking. "America?" There's a vaguely hopeful inflection in his voice, it'd be nice to have a little more common ground with someone here.

"Trust me, everything tastes good to me. Where I came from we kind of had to science up food from crap that doesn't taste so good." He pulls a face briefly before he forces a small, awkward smile. "Dave, and same, actually. Figures the newbies stick together."