"I mean, I feel like anything is probably better then what I was eating all those years.." he makes a face at her memory. The bullshit ration bars that were supposed to be optimum nutrients but left little more to taste then chewing on cardboard. Not that he'd ever actually do that.

He gives her hand a squeeze as they walk, this part is easy though. "I absolutely want some raspberries though. Used to sneak them all summer at home."