Honestly? Not very much. Like sugar, I guess. Just... sweet.
[Hmm. Is that all, though? He knows he's not good with words, and even less so when it comes to relating his observations to the common human experience. Until Scarlet and Chase, no one really cared what he thought, and so he didn't practice speaking it. In almost all cases, his descriptive muscle is weak.
But one thing he knows is sweets. He thinks about it, then turns to his basket, retrieves a red plastic cup from it, and sets it in front of him. It's full of candy corn. He pops a couple pieces into his mouth and chews.]
...Kind of a waxy texture, but powdery, too, once you chew it? I dunno how to describe it. Like... those puffy butter mints that look like pillows, they're chalky for a second but then they melt. It's like that, but without the mint. Just chewy syrup-sweetness that melts.
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[Hmm. Is that all, though? He knows he's not good with words, and even less so when it comes to relating his observations to the common human experience. Until Scarlet and Chase, no one really cared what he thought, and so he didn't practice speaking it. In almost all cases, his descriptive muscle is weak.
But one thing he knows is sweets. He thinks about it, then turns to his basket, retrieves a red plastic cup from it, and sets it in front of him. It's full of candy corn. He pops a couple pieces into his mouth and chews.]
...Kind of a waxy texture, but powdery, too, once you chew it? I dunno how to describe it. Like... those puffy butter mints that look like pillows, they're chalky for a second but then they melt. It's like that, but without the mint. Just chewy syrup-sweetness that melts.