He has room and board here, or so he's been told. He still has a lot of questions, but one in particular has just shot up to the top of his list.

"Is that... a rare occurrence?" Living through the day?? Hold on, where is that ferry? He didn't sign up to dying almost every day. Done enough of that, thank you.

Not that it will stop him from accepting the calzone because he hasn't had one of these in... years? Has to be years. If it's going to kill him that's a risk he's willing to take just this once.

When he bites down into it... "O-Oh, frell that's good." He takes another bite before he's even finished the first, and with a mouth so full the only he can do is moan obscenely in pure bliss.

Okay, fine, maybe he'll stay.