"Wh..no? I'm not sure, actually. Despite the Better Half being a mage from a world chock full of gods, I don't actually know too well how that all works or manifests outside of his world. If it does at all." The last bit is only slightly a lie. Jim knows for a fact that the lesser deities like the Daedra can have influence outside of Nirn, but he's not so sure about the Official gods of the place. It's just safer for everyone if he doesn't speculate and spread anything that might be false.

The captain raises a hand to absently rub at the back of his neck while he thinks it over.

"Well, the foods here for anyone to enjoy, so if you eat go nuts." better than having to try and find...whatever else it is Aziraphale might otherwise consume to sustain himself. It's hard to remember he has to check himself form grinning outright Crowley's way--he's talking to an Actual Demon here. He's in enough trouble with Felix already if this gets out.

"There's a huge variety from both our worlds, actually. Mister Suou's made the best damn plo'meek soup anyone's going to taste in my world and a variety of other vegetable dishes that'd make even a Gorn's mouth water if it could. Though if it's Nirnish cuisine you find yourself partial to given the pies, we've also got a rabbit and mushroom stew right out of the Brumese cookbooks with cornbread alongside."