He makes a mental note to try and get bagels on board, not just for himself, but maybe for kids like Romeo who might want something different. There's an explanation he wants to add - about it being similar to donuts except without the frosting - but he doesn't for now, in favor of dipping his own spoon in the wildflower honey.

It tasted...incredibly sweet. Like it's fresh out of the hive. He has to shake it off somewhat, unused to the cringe.

"That's uh, that's strong. Wouldn't you say?"