[Envy nods, watching France look over the stone. It gleams unnaturally red, and almost seems to pulse with energy.]

I remember when people believed things like that. I don't know what would happen to a human who ate one of those, but it probably wouldn't be anything good.

[He's surprised at the offer, and it shows. But then his face relaxes into the sort of soft, fond smile he really only gives France. France really is too good to--and for--him.]

The taste might be hard to replicate, but...there's that rock candy, isn't there? I think I'd rather have just that.