[He swallows the sourdough he was savoring, then lights up at the question.]

It's a dream of mine. You probably haven't heard of the All Blue, right?

[Setting the skewer down, he begins to gesture outward with one hand before the other joins it to mime a vast shape in front of him. While he remembers to keep his voice respectably low for the indoors, his eyes gleam without restraint.]

It's an ocean of miracles where the four seas intersect. All the fish in the world are said to be there . . . It might even house fish that have gone extinct, or haven't been discovered yet! Can you imagine what an ocean like that must look like? [He grins widely, nearly splitting his face.] It's a cook's paradise. I've been wanting to find it since I was a kid; becoming a pirate was a step toward it.