The metal mineral taste is so fascinating. It reminds him of something he can't quite identify, something deep and low in his memories that he can't touch but he feels it in there, like the murk at the bottom of the sea between his toes. Or perhaps his tentacles, considering. All the same, it makes everything taste that much more real, in a way, and he enjoys the little burst of delight from Jedao that he can enjoy the texture without that off taste he dislikes so much. It has him leaning up to kiss his temple as he offers another.