"We are grazers, mostly. We'll eat the insects and other little animals that live in the grass. Earth has those segmented worms that come up out of the ground when it rains - those are good. Excellent texture." He doesn't comment on why he doesn't eat other kinds of meat. Or on drain cleaner. His human stomach is starting to shiver and send uncertain signals, so maybe the refreshing beverage is deadly, but he can morph out if it becomes too uncomfortable. That means he'll sample it again in the future.

"Cheese is secreted by large hooved animals, I think? Cows, or cattle, or whatever you call them?" He has a vague notion he picked up from Aria that it's scraped or washed off in some procedure that has to be done frequently for the animal's health. After considering for a second, he puts the piece of cheese into his mouth and sends out an astonished impression.

It's soft! There are aspects of flavor linked powerfully to smell, smell is often a good indication of flavor, but there's also the novelty of processing items in a sensitive orifice equipped with a grasping appendage, and how that makes even more familiar elements like texture and taste seem new. Without even being chewed, feta dissolves into many intense particles that flow with predigestive juices and spreads a curious brightness. Alloran needs a moment.