as they nibble the fruit of my flesh, i feel no pain

Having observed humans and their assorted fellow landlubbers frequently, nearly at his leisure, Minoth's not astonished by the idea of food principally suspended in liquid, but having never had it before, his movements with the spoon are slightly too aggressive at first.

(His brow moves as if bone-dry when Flora makes a motion so much as suggesting a possible universe in which she'd help him.)

"You probably think this is some miracle you've shown me."

"It's just soup."

How anyone could look so...seductive setting aside an empty earthenware bowl is beyond Addam and Flora both. Confirmation: "Not the soup."