Sucasa's eyes get wide, even as Wrema smiles a little and nudges her forward.

"Oh, yes, please," Sucasa says in Meese Cauf, reaching up to take a single kernel, if the woman will let her.

Wrema, meanwhile, waits. Because it's polite.

(And because if Sucasa has a bad reaction, it's probably better if there aren't two of them going into convulsion. Or itching.)

Sucasa takes a piece of the brightly colored treat, turning it over in her fingers to admire it before placing it in her mouth and chewing slowly.

"It's sweet!" she says gleefully. "And spicy! Wrema, you have to try some!"

Wrema, of course, does, and she too looks pleased, if less dramatically enthusiastic than Sucasa about it.