"It's..." He swallows his little mouthful, putting back on his air of impassiveness. "Decent," he finishes, not willing to admit that he found it quite good. He takes another bite and chews through it as Hans asks him that question.

"Starkiller," he answers a moment later, looking down at the other treats before him. So many different things he could try- and so many things he doesn't feel comfortable trying in front of Hans. It's something he would like to take his time to enjoy and he regrets only eating very simple foods in the Capitol.

He tries something else, though he finds he doesn't like it as much as the danish. "And yours?" he asks after swallowing the unsatisfactory pastry, throwing it over his shoulder.