[ But before more than a moment passes, Hunk is already glaring back at the bird, and his tone is serious. ]

Don't you touch that bread, we need to get you a culinary revelation, stat!

[ He snatches up his knife, slides it confidently back into the sheath, and stands up, one hand at his hip like he's a superhero! ]

Is there anything you can't or won't eat? Because I need to fix your sense of taste right now-