Duma smiled as he took the can of soda, surprised at how cold it was. He turned it over in his hand, looking at the fog-lines that came with his fingertips on the cold metal. Interesting. And what exactly was this potassium benzoate in the ingredients? 'To protect taste'? What did that mean? He didn't ask. It didn't actually matter.
He set it down and continued to just... Look at it because he had no idea how to open it. Well, that was fine. He'd... Figure it out later. Duma finally settled in a chair as he continued to watch Dean master the human cooking. Anything he didn't like? Duma thought for a moment. "Pomegranate. Cilantro. Dark chocolate." He had literally no idea if any of that went on a hamburger but it was better safe than sorry. "Do you always do the cooking?"