"Just as well try it." The Older man grinned as Avarris slid the plate onto the table before Navarre. "Earth Food?" Navarre stared down at the plate. "This doesn't even look edible." "Ms Julia is certain you will like it." Avarris smiled warmly. "And I believe her." She patted him on the shoulder and then spun back towards the kitchen door. Navarre slowly picked up the fork as he stared at the plate with hesitation. He glanced over slowly. "If I get sick, I'm going to break your leg." "I'll risk it." He continued to grin. "Hmmm." Navarre poked at the creamy white gravy covering what appeared to be a lightly brown lump of breading. Slowly, He scooped up a small portion. "Interesting challenge." He moved the fork closer, paused for a moment, then bit down. His eyes narrowed for a moment, then went wide as he chewed. With a heavy sigh, he tilted his head back, eyes closed and smiled it surprised delight. He had not expected the burst of flavor. "Yeah." The Elder man chuckled as he turned back to his own plate. "I know."