[He can't help but laugh--not at her, but man, he isn't sure where to start with that. He's not sure he can say he's ever been wanted somewhere before, but she's not entitled to his fucked up confusing story. So. He'll pretend the laughter is at her innocent food question and not her really pessimistic if not inaccurate description of life and fighting in fucking medieval times.]

Fries are strips of potato fried in oil. Really good with salt and ketchup. Ooo, or vinegar, if you're into that. Never trust anyone who dips their fries in milkshakes. Pizza bites, okay, so there's the food pizza, flattened baked dough covered in sauces and cheeses and meats and veggies and whatever you want, so a pizza bite is like a rolled up mini version of that you just pop in your mouth, way less messy. And fully delicious.