Caleb laughs softly though he isn't sure what the young woman means by chemical weapon. HIs world has nothing like that....unless it's a type of potion. "I will be sure to avoid that then," he says, his tone amused and maybe a little charmed. This young woman is reminding him of his own friends though he has yet to figure out which of them she is most like. He takes some fruit and something that looks like stew. "I have never seen so many different foods before," he admits.