Ben nodded at her question. "That sounds good. I wouldn't mind getting rid of some of this stuff." He said, following after her. As she talked about the location, he smiled, looking around at the scene. "Sounds very nice. Its been a while since I've had some fresh baked goods." He said, recalling the countless times he had eaten the native's foods around the world. His least favorite was the bland tasting maggots found in tree roots in the Amazon... It still made him shudder to this day. A group of kids ran by, yelling that there's a foreigner on the island, clearly fascinated yet running away playfully as if he was it in a game of tag. Ben laughed and looked back at Aria, following after her. "Isola di Luna is very cheerful." Ben said, feeling somewhat homey and welcome.