Straw was a good way to describe it. The protein bar stuck in his throat against his adam's apple, and he needed to swallow several times to get it down. "Yeah, mate, it's fairly gross." A bit og a grin before he was helped up. "Easy love, I'm not made of glass and I'm not gonna break." He swallowed a bit, and his tongue rolled trying to get the taste of the protein bar from his palatte. Merlin, he hated the taste of fake bannannas. "Still tastes better then James's cooking, though." He added with a grin before he walked down the stairs.