[He looks down at his food, chopsticks poised halfway in the air. His green eyes are the size of dinner plates.]

You made mochi?!

[He almost wants to skip dinner entirely, but that would be rude considering how much work Mikleo put into it.]

Are you a wizard? My mom's showed me like ten times, but I always messed it up. How am I supposed to eat fish when there's mochi somewhere? [He sits up a bit. Are they in the kitchen or out here? He might steal one if they are.]