[He definitely jumps a little at the contact - both the unexpected nature of it, and the heartiness of the gesture. But he's getting better at not leaping a foot in the air like a fucking rabbit every time someone so much as brushes up against him. Recovers quicker than he used to, anyway.]

Well, we're still pretty good on coconuts. No idea how to make coconut oil, but it's a thought.

[A pretty good thought, too. They've got butter, technically - they've got milk and that means butter is a logical progression, even if it's going to be blue and look like it's covered with mold because of it.]

[He wrinkles his nose at some of the foods on display, dubiously.]

"Deep-fried Oreo." Do I wanna know?