[Well, so much for getting away with not eating the food that's shoved on him. It's not so much that Ramsay is wrong, especially given how cold the rest of the ship is, it's more that having strange food shoved at him by a stranger person is not a way to live a long life--or afterlife, as it were--in his books.

But Saul is nothing if not good at slapping a cheerful demeanor on and burying any of his own actual concerns beneath that mask. So, he offers Ramsay another cheers of sorts with the leg of meat, as if to acknowledge his point about it being better warm, before taking another bite of it.]

I wouldn't be much of a lawyer if I didn't charge. Some clients, they pay in advance for future services, but others pay as soon as they need my help. It's all about finding the right balance between the two.

[The right balance being the one that lets him get away with slacking off in his office most of the day under the guise of doing research or something.]