"Liqu-- ah, aha." Chaz broke off with an awkward laugh as he realised what she was asking. It wasn't her fault, of course. She'd been so deprived of choices, taking what she could get for so long. He'd thought he was doing the right thing, bringing what he could of the world to her, but now it truly struck him how much she'd been missing out on, how much he had to show her. "Ice cream is a kind of delicacy here," he explained gently. "It's made from cream - from milk - and sugar. It's delicious, too! There's a place around the corner we can go-- i-if you'd like to try, I mean?"