Walter nodded. Even if it wasn't...good, he could stomach a lot of foods. "I'm familiar with ice cream, but not...Moch-y?" He frowned. It looked like it hadn't been spelt right. Regardless he ordered some (drawing back a little into himself when the vendor laughed at how he pronounced it) and was received it, picking a strawberry flavoured one gently and biting it in half to try it.

He certainly hadn't eaten anything quite like it. But it was fruity and fresh and delicious and he hadn't had anything so sweet. He immediately ate the other half, as if it might be taken from him for hesitating.