Harry didn't have any trouble answering with a nod as he finished chewing and swallowing. He offered his plate to the guy, pointing at the pink pile, "Try tha one. It's a wee bit less sweet'n th'other one."

Some people were clearly bothered by the odd tastes and colors, but not Harry. He'd lived on literal garbage his whole life. Whatever the fae decided to feed him, he'd eat. The fact that it did taste good was just a plus. He forked up a bite and held it out to the man with a grin, "Say ah."