Not only when it comes to food.

[He shakes his head, putting the bowl down and moving forward.]

Cry pardon, here I'm eating your food and haven't even introduced myself. Roland Deschain, of Gilead-that-was. [That latter he adds on impulse, holding a hand out to shake. Easier to announce his homeland here, where almost no one he'll meet will care about it as anything more than a name.] Seen you around a few times. How are you settling?