Another vague, unsure smile at the squeeze, and Declan was up and following Aoba, bare feet slapping softly on the tiles. He nodded with a small sound of acknowledgment regarding the dish, pleased taht tehy were having something he already knew and liked and that he had enough memory of it to legitimately assist in the making.

"Thank you. I appreciate the consideration," he murmured, gathering dishes and utensils and carefully setting them in reach in tidy arrangement.

"Aoba...have you considered coming with me off the planet?" he asked, glancing the man's way as they maneuvered around one another in the process of preparing the meal.

"I made sure to have one of my other ships with more space taken down from the hangar storage. That way we can take the more scenic route like you asked about. More room to live in instead of just taking a hyperspace jump."