Hey, that's what it's supposed to taste like, right?

[He's eying the plate on display himself. Never one to be too picky for food - not an option in space - he's had less issue than some others for their strict bug-and-plant diets.]

Sounds like you're acclimating fine. [Cain surveys the man, whose attitude is a far improvement from other new arrivals he's met in the past.] Not where you thought you went to bed yesterday, huh?