"You wanted to show off," Will corrects, though he manages to say the words kindly with a hint of humour. "Instead of something a little unusual, I mean."
No, it definitely isn't something Will has ever eaten before. He prods at the pastry crust on top, momentarily worried that the oysters might be someone's kidneys. Once he tells himself to stop being a moron he takes a bit, and, unsurprisingly, it's very, very good.