"Comes from my father." Trunks offered shyly, but clinked his mug to hers and took a sip. "I'm used to taking advantage of it when I can, too." Especially if he was going to be running into a dangerous situation. Which was often.

"Caf...caffeine?" Attention pricked there--looks like chemistry really was the building block of the universe. Mother'd be proud. "There's a drink on Earth--where I'm from--with caffeine that's bitter, called Coffee. There's also tea, which is less bitter, and has less caffeine." Reaching up to tuck a bang back once more, there's a grin. "I wasn't allowed coffee. I was barely allowed tea except on some occasions. Mother was always worried about keeping up with me anyways."

Then back to his food, trying to actually identify things now. He thought he recognized some kind of egg-pie with meat. Veggies--but he wasn't sure what kind. It was good though, which was all he really cared about.