*Either Verity's expression suggested some of that thought, or shrewd Samus can guess that it's there.*

Spicy food tends to be a matter of being used to it, prepared for it, or both. Since glassing my tongue for the sake of one meal would leave the next few pretty bland, I tend to go after other flavors. His would be great for anyone who has to live in micrograv, though.

*Samus takes the offered bowl, and a small, cautious bite.*

Mmm. There's still heat, but it's gentler, with more nuance. And... do I taste chocolate?