[Men who ask nothing for their services, for their time are only ever of two sorts. The most trustworthy you will ever meet, or the most duplicitous. Flint trusts his instincts such that when he decides which this man is, he will be correct on the matter.

But he nods.]

So long as you don't mind simple fare. Of all the things I'm to catch up on, I admit that culinary pleasures are rather lower on my lists than the sciences.