There's muffled noises of protest as he continues to chew on that bite of potato, and counter-counter nudging. Nitou, you are terrible and you have terrible taste. It hardly needs to be said aloud. "...mpph, donuts weren't as fancy back then!"

And then he is stuffing more potato in his mouth and devouring it maybe a little more enthusiastically than necessary. But damn it, he is hungry.