"Making, no," Kanan replied, peering out from the kitchen with a crooked smile on his face. "It's already made. And, uh, nerf for me."

Because the point of this meal was that it be enjoyed. And watching him make faces eating mynock meat might or might not be enjoyable, but possibly not in the way he was aiming for, here.

"Did some shopping yesterday," he added, totally casually. "And thought, why not?"

You know. Spontaneously in that way where 'spontaneous' was synonymous with 'absolutely obsessed over for weeks.'