"Jajik," Magnus says, satisfied. "The vegetable is cucumber. It's really good, right?" He sighs a little, though, thinking back on everything else Claudius has said in the past few minutes. "I think communal meals are what I miss most about Valhalla. Battle Practice sucks, but after, every night, everyone sits down to a feast of Saehrimnir and mead, and Saehrimnir always tastes like exactly what you want it to taste like. There's a beef flank, and a pork flank, and a poultry flank, and a tofu and bean curd flank. I mean, sometime the feasts are a little, like, 'hey, can we get a little less cultural appropriation up in this afterlife, my guys!' and it sucks when you have to be the center of attention at one, but it's still nice to be in that kind of environment."