Well, if you're a king, I shouldn't be surprised at how your tastes are pampered. Still, sometimes you can't be picky at least when you're in the wilds. But since we're not...

[Brisa please...

She accepts the bread after watching how Gil retrieves it with interest. Human technology is rather quaint! But, anyways, bread.

There's a little nibble to taste. Her eyes light up and she takes a huge bite.]

Sweet! It doesn't taste like melon at all, but it's sweet!