The relaxation may be temporary, but it's still progress given how rarely he does it. Each little moment like this is a little step forward. "I don't judge others. It would be pretty hypocritical. So I guess I'm in the right place."

At the mention of food, his stomach growls, but he wonders to himself what chicken pot pie tastes like. Chicken was not something he got ahold of often in Russia given how far north he was. It's a curious thing, all these new foods and things to experience, and he hopes he doesn't stuff his face like he sometimes does. He tries to have manners, it's just that there's so many wonderful and new things out there sometimes he forgets himself. "Are we really allowed to just grab food whenever we want?"