His eyes watch the young man cooking. He's aware that he's staring and intently so, even. However, Allendrios glances away when he's looked at, to at least not appear rude. He doesn't like to admit it, but he is a bit impressed by this human. He worshipped him, but somehow kept calm, something the ferret man was thankful for- he wasn't sure how he felt about being worshipped at this moment. It puts a lot of responisibilty on his already full plate. 

Oh, a plate. 

He semi-awkwardly mumbles a thank you as he takes the plate and still watches the one in front of him. Then there;s silence as he thinks about how to introduce himself. '...my name is Allendrois...but according to the names I've been hearing...you can just call me Allen...if you'd like' 

He shifts slightly, wondering if he's being too informal with that. After a pause, he soothes his awkwardness with a bite of food- which only incites another pause due to its tastiness. '....your food is good.'