While Minoru smiled softly, lost in thought with the memories associated with his treasured necklace, Isamu was thinking about something totally different.
“That does beg the question, honestly…” he began, looking up at Cookie Monster, “what a healthy diet for your species actually is. It would undoubtedly be different from a bird, a grouch or… what exactly is Grover? Healthy for a person is not likely the same thing as healthy for a monster.”
Were cookies to monsters like eucalyptus leaves to koalas? Were they obligate cookievores the same way cats were obligate carnivores? He had never considered that possibility while actually watching Sesame Street - probably because of all the jingles about Healthy Food.
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“That does beg the question, honestly…” he began, looking up at Cookie Monster, “what a healthy diet for your species actually is. It would undoubtedly be different from a bird, a grouch or… what exactly is Grover? Healthy for a person is not likely the same thing as healthy for a monster.”
Were cookies to monsters like eucalyptus leaves to koalas? Were they obligate cookievores the same way cats were obligate carnivores? He had never considered that possibility while actually watching Sesame Street - probably because of all the jingles about Healthy Food.