[ he's trying not to wrinkle his nose— but at the same time, he's giving a tiny smile. while he wasn't terribly fond of sweets, it even had hot in it, and since it was going to be a fire type . . .
well, it would be in bad taste if he turned back now. ]
Eh? Ya really would want ta? [He can't help but laugh at that, although it's not one meant to sound mean in any way. It's actually a little delighted.]
VOICE
well, it would be in bad taste if he turned back now. ]
Can I name it that?
VOICE
I'd be honored~!