He looks a bit sheepish. "I just don't like them, alright? They taste funny. Not poisonous like pears, but...just...ew."
He steps closer, looking at the coral. "It...can't have come from mine...my original, could it? Well, suppose it could. Not like she hasn't been banged up enough times. Or will be in the future." He reaches out to touch it, gently. "I don't think...I don't know if it's even possible...but, oh," he smiles softly, "Do you feel that? That tiny little tingle? It's so slight, barely noticeable..." He looks up at Jack with a grin.