Yeah, yeah. [He's sniffing this berry(?) don't worry. He's at least not shoving things into his face recklessly, so there's that. But when she mentions other races, he glances at her... Thank god she brought this up before him, because damn, the horns sure are something else. He just... hums, idly.]

You mean I can't smell danger? I've been camping before.

[That's relevant... But since she's fine with this berry, he'll pop one in his mouth in turn.

And immediately spit it out. Is he picky or is this berry toxic to people who only went camping like once in the fourth grade??]

What the hell! These are an offense to everything edible!