When have you ever taken me just at my word? I am rather used to them being naught but grains of salt to you.

[He says, only cementing Hythlodaeus' point about being curmudgeonly. As Hythlodaeus leans over to ask about his food, he's about to take a bite. Pausing, he looks between his nosy friend and his food, before closing his mouth with a frown.]

'Tis a sandwich roll, filled with ingredients relatively similar to aught we've enjoyed in Amaurot--I would offer you one, but you do not partake of meat.