[Very much wildly different. To him, someone who barely had any gestures of kindness (and often shows his own affection through gifts) when people share food with him he appreciates anything about it. Whether it's a handful of trail mix, a teenager handing him some hard candies, the occasional baked good, or in this case, nice tea and some kind of ocean monster salad which he's totally okay with.]

[He eats a bite as he listens, before he puts it down to take the bowl of tea.]

Yeah. I've seen it happen often enough. Maybe they would have feigned disloyalty in a different situation. The only reason my first mate survived was because he did that, up until he could turn me loose.

That and him knowing how bad he'd botched everything was the only reason I forgave him.

[He prepares to take a drink of the tea. But it occurs to him to say.] I remember who do right by me. And you have, so if you're ever in a tight spot all you gotta do is holler. [Which is different from that preservative crew loyalty he'd spoken of before. Tobirama was more than proving himself someone he wanted around, with minimal effort apparently. And he looks off before taking that sip, thinking again about Kraglin and where everything went wrong.]