"I make a lot of food." He looked up at Kurt, smiling. He was trying hard to just be Kurt's friend and not worry about him. It wasn't as easy as it looked. "I like to cook. Yes, I'm a college student. That doesn't mean I have to live on Ramen noodles and Spaghetti-o's." He chuckled and pulled out another plate for the sushi. "Tuna there, crab there."

He looked over at Kurt, raising an eyebrow. "I can make something else. Or we can order something." He didn't want Kurt to not eat, even with the limited information that he had. "What about some simple soup?"