Jo + Maze
Maze didn't care (well not too much) what other people thought of her. She did what she did and how others reacted was their business and not hers. When Jo's eyebrows raised slightly at her way of eating the marshmallow, Maze took that as a sign that she'd at least made an impression of some sort.
"I suppose. But what would be interesting? Should I try like an orange or some sort of exotic fruit? What would happen with that?" Mazikeen was genuinely curious now and partly disappointed that she didn't think outside the box more about her roasting choices. "I mean nothing compares with human roasting torture."