Jason was practically mesmerized by the flaming puff, till Kinjo laughed that is. Looking to him he blinked and made a face, "Why is the white puff able to catch fire anyway?" He asked softly before lifting his hand and swiping it back and forth over from the flaming sugar puff. Jason was amusing himself. Tiring of this he huffed and puffed till the fire went out and the boy handed over the stick, when he was given the s'more he examined it. Pulled it apart slightly, watched as the chocolate and mellow mixed in a gooey mush. The Bogieman bit into it and chewed for a bit before raising a brow then scarfed it down fast with a cheesy goofy grin. Smiling he chuckled, "I have marshsmeel in my teeph." He picked at his teeth and then smiled at Kinjo, "Thanks that was good." He loved it. Even if there was a knife int their friendship, caused by someone else he'd always try and stop it. He'd want it resolved. Kinjo was his only and first friend.