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Taako, despite himself, barks out a laugh, and returns the jest easily, "Don't knock it 'til you try it. You never know. Maybe we'll find a planet where Person is a delicacy."

"I think I'll pass, I don't wanna be on the menu."

He's heard some unpleasant stories from people in the Fleet. All in all, he tries to avoid eating anyone he could have a conversation with.

"What a shame." It's obvious he's joking, but Taako pretends to put on a disappointed look anyway. Then he tosses his bowl to the side and cocks his head at Han, regarding him for a moment, gaze sharper than before as he bandies a decision around in his head.

Han seems interesting. He's got a good sense of humor. He's been smart this entire time. Taako wavers on the edge and then seems to come to a conclusion, stretching his arms over his head with a loud, exaggerated yawn.

"If you ever wanna eat something that isn't weird paste or human, come see me. I run the restaurant on that big Iskaulit ship."

"Yeah? Sure," he says, because Han does like food, and on occasion company.

"Though I gotta say, what they've got in the galley isn't that bad," he adds. "Better than I've had on some hauls." It's kind of a mystery to him why people groan about it so much; it's easy and no one ever has to replenish it.

Han is not a gourmet, for sure.

The look on Taako's face says it all. He's done a lot in his life to survive, eaten things that aren't fit for consumption, scrounged and fought over scraps, done whatever it took to live another day. But even then, Taako would never describe the paste gels in the kitchen as "not bad." They weren't food substitutes, good enough in a pinch, but never to be classified as "food."

"I've eaten literal garbage and even that was a step above that 'nutrient paste' they pretend to flavor."

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Han shrugs. He can't help it.

"I'm not saying they're good," he hedges. But they're plentiful and free, that oughta count for something. And easy. Easy is the best part. Han isn't really much of a cook.

"One too many long hauls with expired frozen rations..."

"If it's not good, don't call it food. It barely qualifies as sustenance except in the barest sense of the word." Taako rolls his eyes and sighs. How people would take that crap over actual food when it is readily available boggles his mind. If there were no other options? Sure, even he would stoop to eating it because he'd rather be alive than picky, but with the options present he can't stand those gels.

"And you're not on some long haul with expired rations. You're on a ship with a magically replenishing nutrition supply and a restaurant not but one shuttle ride away that has actual food available. Puh-lease tell me you know of the Melting Pot."

But they're so convenient! And plentiful! And, well, Han is... Han. It'd probably be an improvement if the stuff was deep fried, because almost everything is improved when deep fried. But he's easy.

"Okay, okay," he says, holding up his hands. "Yeah, I've been there a couple times."

It's just he's a creature of habit, and habit means sticking to his ship. Is kind of it dumb? Yes.

"Then have better taste than calling the gels 'not bad.' They're atrocious and real food is obviously superior."

Case in point? The stew he made in this mindscape. Sure, it's not actually filling and not really food, but it tastes real and it has that rich satisfying flavor that comes from simmering bone and meat for hours to create a perfect broth. The meat was practically fall apart in your mouth tender and the vegetables the perfect medium between soft with a clear bite. He's proud of his cooking, whether it's real or not.

"So promise me you'll come by more often or I'll hunt your ship down and set fire to the kitchen."

It is a good imaginary stew. Han isn't arguing about that! It's just, well. Long habit is hard to overrule. And he's used to living on his own, getting by.

Working with a crew... Well, not all those memories are the best ones.

He laughs at though, bold and genuine, at that.

"It's a deal."

He's still gonna eat spicy-chocolate-teriyaki protein sticks when no one's looking, though. Sorry friend.

Taako smirks, properly mollified by Han's deal to come by sometime. Not only has he potentially secured a new customer, but hopefully another person to tell him how great he is at cooking. Not that he needs the ego boost, but it's good to hear after Glamour Springs.

He opens his mouth to reply, but as he does so, light starts to break through the trees, streaking across the sky like daylight. Taako turns and looks behind him, where the trees are fading away and taking the rest of the landscape with it.

"Well, with that, I guess this means you're ready to move on. Make like a moth and head toward the light, and you'll be back where you belong."

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