[ must you do this to her, will metaphorson???

except now he's taking the cupcake away. and she frowns back at him, staring down at his little apple self, moving to put her hands on her hips as she does. ]

Well, 'twould not be the first time I had eaten cursed food. [ poisoned? who knows. she probably has and just survived through it without blinking. ] Give it here, Captain. If you will not let me taste it, then you should not, either.

[ at least she's, like. giving him the chance to give it to her instead of taking it from him by (minimal, giraffe-legged) force. ]