[He actually thinks he recognizes that kind, and the Psiioniic perks up a bit at that. It's certainly more familiar than anything else, that much is for certain. There's no hesitation in eating this as well, and he's no fool. Of course he notices that lack of pulling away. His eyelashes flutter as he glances up at Dualscar. Then, carefully, lips still so close to his fingers, he presses a soft kiss to the tips.]
...I can't go get sushi at this hour. ;A; weh