Bunny has a snarky answer all prepped, but he holds his tongue long enough to get a look and a whiff of Phos before speaking.

"It's cake," he says, digging through his memory to try and find an identity for the .... mineral person next to him. He turns up nothing, not even an itch insisting he should know something, an itch he's been feeling a lot lately. "It's food." He pauses, to see if this explanation lands. "Gives the humans energy. And, ah -" he narrows his eyes, curious. "What're you?"