[It's true. Ryan's a bit more okay with blurting out things that shouldn't be said in public, but there's only so much they can talk about dressed up as fire chickens at a children's birthday party, even if they're in their own little corner.

He's grateful for the subject change and the chance to move on, though the thought of eating still doesn't feel great.]

Yeah? It looked pretty good.

[He'll at least go through the motion of picking up the plate and oh-- right. He already cut a bunch of pieces off of it earlier. Weirdly that makes dealing with it kind of easier, even if he feels like a five year old having to be coaxed into eating.

Either way, he does at least take a bite. Past Ryan did make it as easy as he possibly could have, after all. But instead of commenting on how it tastes, he gets a thoughtful look.]

So...is it like, cannibalism for us to be eating cake shaped like a torchic's face, or...?

[Important questions.]