[Iruka sets everything on the table. The meal is very traditional (rice, fish, eggs and salads, pickles and tea in an actual teapot!), and very well prepared like how someone with all the time in the world would prepare a proper meal. The cutlery too, is proper. It's also quite personalized, all blacks and the interiors glazed in red. They all match. Perhaps, given the situation, Iruka has allowed himself to indulge in the little things that he has lost. To anyone, the table looks like it is prepared someone who is very picky. Very decorative. Very fancy and colorful and nice

To Iruka, in Luceti, where he has nothing but time in his hands, it is a memory of meals shared with family too long ago. ]

I hope you're not a toast and eggs kind of person.

[Iruka says, as he sets the last bowl of pickle on the table and then sits across from Kakashi.]

Please help yourself.