"Ehh, what's that?" they would question as they approached, head tilting. "Smells...interestin'." Admittedly, Weeping was not particularly experienced when it came to foods outside of the natural ones their territory always provided. He had been perfectly content with the various prey they had. This is not to say he hasn't had anything cooked or baked before, but not a whole lot. He wasn't against trying something new, though he wasn't sure what exactly to expect with the smell that emitted from the box atop their head. However, he supposes it probably would be polite if he did try it, especially since he was still getting to know everyone.