Milo shrugged, contwnr with throwing various pieces of wood and plant into the fire for the time being. The fire crackled and popped, sparks flying into the air and travelling with the light breeze before flicking out mid flight. He watched the embers constantly.<br/><br/>"My taste buds got all fucked up when I changed. It's hard to enjoy solid food." He said, waving the tip of a burning stick. Milo didnt remember what some things tasted like. And others he was simply left with the pleasant memory, one he didnt want to taint by trying some foods again.