He shrugs, Ahim probably would like to hear about it. And given that probably this is one of the few of whatever these instruments are called left in the universe, he might as well keep it.

He's putting away the groceries - there are quite a lot for all that he was carrying them alone, he's learned to pack them tightly. He feels a little bit of relief to hear Marvelous and Navi bickering with each other. His shoulders unknot a little.

"Yeah, but I was gonna save it cos curry roux keeps forever. You want some? I did get two boxes." He calls, ducking his head out of the doorway.