"Meats, then." He hummed thoughtfully to himself, gaze scanning the crowd curiously for trucks and vendors selling something that might resemble the right sort of food.

At the question though, he glances back at her - quirking an eyebrow. "Who knows, we're dealing with different worlds here. Besides, not all sweets are dessert." Candy wasn't really a proper dessert so much as a snack, some sweets were a meal in themselves and cotton candy was about the strangest thing he'd ever come across, but it hardly counted as a dessert.