Yennefer is quite good at keeping secrets, but if they worked together she's fairly certain his reputation would topple within the week; for as professional as she can be, she's also quite affectionate and flirtatious and she very much enjoyed engaging him in those moments when the opportunity arose.

Her expression twists in clear distaste at the description he provides of the food. Dry meat, no fresh vegetables and only salt and pepper - she's deeply offended by it; particularly the lack of proper spices. It's not as if she hasn't had to survive on far less than that in dire situations, but that was different. This was an isolated island, it's not as if the workers had the option to get their meals at nearby restaurants or cook something themselves.

"I simply cannot abide by that," she states with a slight shake of her head. "I know of several places that serve particularly delicious lamb, I'll have it sent over," said with a tone that doesn't invite any argument. "And fresh fruit and vegetables as well, you're all likely to get scurvy at this rate," she teases with a dry tone.

She's not particularly surprised that food for the workers was where they'd decided to cut costs, but it's another mark against his boss.