"You know... I don't think I've ever had a lemoncake. You don't get a lot of citrus in the Empire either- that's a coastal thing, I think." His red-void eyes widen considerably, as if the mere idea of making cakes with lemon is something foreign and exciting to him. "We have our quest, then."

He links his arm in hers and points towards the horizon, needlessly theatrical. That's Molly, for you. "Let's charm these bloody sods into providing us with the best sweets in the whole place."