"Cheese buns!" Major exclaims, as though he's just remembered they exist. With a wide, child-like grin, he grabs on and happily rips off a mouthful. He groans with happiness, very similar to the sounds he'd made when he'd had ice cream for the first time after going human again. His arms fall limp to his sides as they're overcome with the deliciousness of Ravi's homemade delicacies. "Perfect proving," he mumbles through a mouthful of bread, channeling his inner Mary Berry. "Perfect rise. Not too close-textured. Great bake."