Usually he'd push it. Try to make her understand, or at least try to figure out just what he'd said wrong that time when she'd been the one who asked. It seemed like she kept always asking questions, which considering his job he obviously approved of... but then she was never happy with the answers she got.

But right then at that very moment he was sad. Tired. Still processing the loss of his wife- except it wasn't a loss, not really, she'd just gone back home and he was not allowed to be sad which only made the whole thing even more exhausting. So he just wanted to share a meal with someone, without arguing. Without discussions, without getting metaphysical.

So he simply pointed at a food place nearby. "That's where I usually go. The Kedan don't really have a concept for 'vegan', not when the food is so scarce, but in there they mark what has meat and what doesn't in the menu so it makes it easier."