[ a special diet. okay. that's convincing. Keaton can't really argue against Shell--- he too has a special diet of sorts, of which he is very happy to explain to him regardless of whether he wants to know or not: ]

Yeah? Well... it seems sweet. Toasty. Crumbly. Meat's not like this in the slightest.

[ but he'll try anyway. he should learn to be more adventurous. ]

Oh. It's not bad. [ his ears wiggle now, as he takes a very careful bite. ] Are you... sure you don't want any? You're really good at making them!