He slowly nods. This seems like the rare kind of explanation about something beyond Inigo's own time that he can actually grasp, unlike many other he's endured.

Maybe she's just that good at these explanations, he thinks. Or maybe it's just because it's about a topic that's easier for him to grasp.

"I suppose deer meat wouldn't be so bad either.. I'll probably go with that one as my topping option."

Can't say no to some good wild meat.

He glances over at her. "What about you?"