Key gave Priscilla an odd look. He'd just started moving a couple pancakes onto his own plate when she started talking about odd silverware. "Uh...it's just pancakes? You could probably eat it with a spoon if you wanted. Nothing fancy." After another second, he burst out in laughter, his smile bright. "Ah sorry! I'm not making fun of you! It's just, I forgot for a second how different the world you came from is. Don't worry so much about details like that though. I think I'm going to have to spend as much time giving you an information makeover as a physical one. You'll stand out even in a jeans and a t-shirt if you talk about things like salad forks. I'm not even sure what a salad fork is..." It wasn't like his own family lived any sort of high class life and it'd already been years since he made do by himself.