It is a good wine, he decides, though he's far from an expert. He likes it, anyway, and that's good enough for him to finish the glass so he can have free hands for the food Wanda is floating over to him.

Food that he actually takes a moment to taste instead of just clearing the plate in a hurry, because he likes food, and because his sister is sharing something with him. "Do these have names?"

Though he might not want to know what he's actually eating.