"Think Mr. Logan understands some too?" He's asking, because Wolverine speaks... everything. At least, he's pretty sure he does.

"Well," He rubs the back of his neck embarrassed. "Actually, I had something I wanted to try?" He's a little embarrassed now. "I've got all the ingredients for bolani? Thought you might like it." He clears his throat. "But if you'd rather go out, we can do that."

He glances at her, out of the corner of his eye, and then turns back to the road. "And I like some of the dishes that you've had at the mansion." Meaning, if she eats it, so will he.