[In response, Guzma make a sort of noncommittal grunt, and looks at the now spongy substance in between his fingers dubiously. He has a guess as to what it is, but he's not sure, and testing the theory isn't on the top of his list, all things considered. Still, that seems like the only way to be sure...]
Jeez...the world sure likes to test me. Bottom's up, I guess. [And with the Kanye-est of shrugs, Guzma pops the piece of root into his mouth. Yolo.] Mmh...I knew ith.
[He talks between mouthfuls, like an animal.] Ith's cake.
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Jeez...the world sure likes to test me. Bottom's up, I guess. [And with the Kanye-est of shrugs, Guzma pops the piece of root into his mouth. Yolo.] Mmh...I knew ith.
[He talks between mouthfuls, like an animal.] Ith's cake.