Oats for you. We can soak them in milk, I've seen them in the kitchen.

[ He lets his hand be taken and offers Will a lopsided smile, his voice soft as he says it's fine. And for once, it is. Their combined effort may have made it feel like he was stuffing it into an acid lizards bile sac earlier, but now it's just numb. No pain, even after all that time. ]

Will, if you let me, I'll cook you something. I'm not that half bad at it.