*Kurapika’s eyes widen at Pairo’s reaction to the cake, having expected his friend to eat the forkful with gusto. At his declaration that it tastes like nothing, he has to try it for himself. He picks up his fork and takes a bite, noting how the pleasant taste of chocolate fills his mouth. He looks back at Pairo with worry.*

This tastes… good. Really good. Are you sure you’re not sick, Pairo?