"Oh, man, what if it's like Hook rules? Where the food only tastes like food because we think it should taste like food?" Actually, that was the best part of the movie, so???? They would be winning, in that case.

Probably not, though. "I dunno, it's probably just regular food. Maybe there are like, house-elves or some shit down in the lower decks." That's just as likely as magic, right? "I have no idea how any of this shit works, I'm just fuckin' pissed it's not working in my favor right now."

Thinking about it is burning through more energy than he has right now, so he defaults back to a safer thought pattern. "So, like, you're from Earth, right?" Because he figures, you know, better safer to ask around here than assume. "You and Steven, I mean?"