[huh. wouldn't it be something if that's who he learned it from? while he was very young and the fever took his memories, he is still slowly regaining them over time; it wouldn't be all that surprising in reality.

sizhui perks at her comment, his own smile widening somewhat as he nods his head.]

You're right, [he acknowledges.] They do certainly like them a lot. [there is a joke to be made here about this, something to be said about how hanguang-jun buried him in rabbits, it's a surprise he didn't eventually turn into one.] Then it makes sense why you wouldn't like them much anymore. What about potatoes?