He is deeply proud of her. Doubly so because rice is familiar to him, and even if it is now true Italian cuisine, he is glad it is something he recognizes from home. If it was potatoes, he might have loathed his fate.

"It's a very good start, and I am sure we will find much more with some luck," he agrees. But when she looks at him for confirmation on planting things, he expects she'll be the one with answers: "Have you ever grown anything, dolcezza?"

(Other than a baby.)