[ Bar cookies, hard candies... what a world this is. She does note the two he recommended, studying the packaging once it's in her hand; the packaging is colorful in a way that almost feels wondrous, if she were to be honest. Bright, saturated reds and yellows and oranges, with hits of purples and blues.

She smiles when she looks up. ] Perhaps I'll start with the candies then, if they keep well... though now that you mention it, I can't remember the last time I've had ice cream. [ By which she means like... before the war. When she was a child. ]

... Though they're likely expensive, are they not? [ She's going to need so much money before she can start affording all these sweets. ]