"Kinda like my Gestures, it just requires specific food. I guess magic is the easiest way to explain it, yeah. Like-" He debates briefly, then puts aside his glass of potato and twists his fingers in the air in a brief Calibration to lower his energy just that little bit, then flattens his palm with a juice box on it, which rotates gently then crunches down with a sound like the last dregs being sucked out of a cup before disappearing entirely. "That kind of thing. Juice is good for Will but also for burns."

Back to his potatoes. He's sort of glad that he can just eat food while hanging out with Pratt even in the middle of practical demos.

"What, do they like, freeze it or something? Even if it can't rot it seems like freezerburned stuff would be kinda grody too."