Really? [Not fazed. Not when your youngest companion can heal himself with the literal spirit of the earth. Occasionally.] Is there any limit to your ability at all, then? [He pauses, for a moment, before he adds:] Ah, I apologize for being so forward, but I'm a healer myself. Call it professional curiosity.

[He frowns at the cake as well, shaking bits off his fingertips. Probably it would have to be ingested to be dangerous, rather than permeating skin...]

In that case, washing up is likely the smartest idea once we're done cleaning.

[Back to picking up glass, tossing the Hand Cake into the trash as well.]

You've never seen anything like this?