[Where there's food, Itto always inevitably finds his way, and 'all you can eat' are some of his favorite words to hear all together. His plate is heaped high with all kinds of food when he helps himself to an open seat, not at all bothered by the fact that he doesn't know anyone at the table already— everyone's a stranger until they're not, right?

He grins toothily as he drops into the seat opposite Ann's, looking down to where she's pointing.]

You know, I'm not real sure, but a lot of the food here looks like the stuff I'd eat at home! Kinda reminds me of sangayaki?

[He points towards her own dish with one black-clawed finger, making a jabbing motion.]

What's that you've got there?