[ Setsuna is calm enough once dishware isn't being tossed around. So long as you're not hurting anyone, Chi-Chi, or thinking of doing so, you're just fine in his book. And even though his immediate family is dead—at his own hands, even—he knows just how important it can be to people.

He's still got one waiting for him aboard the Ptolemy, after all. ]

I've been out for awhile. Just trying to assess the situation.

[ As best he can, anyway. He catches her eyeing the plate, cocking his head slightly. ]

Do you cook? That sort of expression... good food is important to you, right?