[It's been a while since Uta has had to choke down human food in public, so he's out of practice. His next few bites look more natural, though given the way others are looking at this food, it might be one of the few times he could describe the way it tasted to him and have it be similar to the way it tasted to everyone else.

He motions toward one of the exits with his fork.]

This is just the mess hall. Unless they changed up the pipes, you should be able to get water elsewhere on the ship. Or bother someone in the kitchen about it.

[If that's even doable. Getting it themselves would probably be less of a hassle.]