What he thought of that? Well, he certainly thought a great many things, though at first he couldn't tell what this was exactly. The taste of peanut butter was strong at first, the rest leaving him wondering for a bit before he could pinpoint the other dominant flavour: chocolate.

"By the Maker's beard," he moaned through a mouthful of the sweet, letting it swirl and break apart in his mouth, taking his time before he swallowed it. "What is that? Who can even think of such things?"