"It's this cute every time? H-how do you stand it?" Even as Wen Ning says this he's smiling. He knows he's being ridiculous about the whole thing, but he can't help it. This is really something he's going to have to try out on his own. If the kitchen can provide him with some decent ingredients.

At last he reaches for the box. Is he suppose to just take one? It replenishes itself, the boy said. So there's little point in saving leftovers. "I-is this a snail..." He cuts off his own distracted wonderings. "Have you eaten yet? Are you having some too?"