[ Torn, here. Yes, this place is a well oiled machine, but he chalks it up to her having a keen eye out for anything that might be out of place. Every ship needs a good captain, after all.

On the other hand, though... His eyes widen at the thought of brown sugar in hot cocoa. That. Sounds. Amazing. ]

Okay, teach me. [ It's a pretty quick decision! He has a follow-up though. ] Just teach me how to make bigger batches too? If I'm taking you away from all this, I wanna make enough for everyone to pay you back. [ This seems like a fair trade to him. ]