"Ahhhh." Erin nods, comprehending, but makes no move to stop eating her buffet food whatsoever. "I grasp your objection now, and you make a good point. Still, when you're a big eater here aboard there's something to be said for not having to open your human mouth and order a sixth plate." She gestures at Max with a fork full of lettuce. "Do you cook yourself, or are you more in the food critic end of this business?"