Toge was seventeen, it's pretty easy to impress him with something wonderfully helpful.

He was balanced again and holding his ground while Daqiang was steering the ship. He considered that for a moment. He could be sure that he didn't offer something like that lightly, but at the same time Toge didn't need a lot, although...

"Salmon." He agreed after a moment. He had decided what he wanted. "Tuna mayo." He would like a box of tea, if Daqiang insisted on repaying him. It would be good for his throat.