Oki was smiling, but looking a bit less serious and more thoughtful. "A certain dwarf, eh? I think I know who you mean, a gentleman who appreciates fresh fish, as it turns out." A soft, but quite warm chuckle.

"Cold and hunger can make hardtack and salted meat seem like a feast, it's true. Though the cold does not affect me in quite the same way, but hunger, oh yes." She laughs softly, leans back a bit. "Very much yes. Be it after a long op spent in the nest or a march and swim, or even just after a long night of listening, Natalia-san... The meal that follows is what begins restoring our strength, I'd say."

She looked fully towards Natalia then, both eyes, very different as they were, and she gave a slight characteristic flap of both wings.

"We are a very different pair in a very many ways, you and I. But I am beginning to see a kindred spirit in you, I think. And if this is so," she pointedly tapped a nail on the table before continuing, "then I am glad that both of us are here, on this side of the range."

She quietly resumed her meal, having said her piece.