It's how he learned to be the one to watch shenanigans unfold rather than form the Shenanivanguard.

Hythlodaeus stares down at the bowl for a moment and then breaks into a delighted grin--for even though he is only half himself, it seems as if there will ever be at least a little piece of gremlinhood that threads through his very being.

"That it is!" he agrees, and scoops up a spoonful without hesitation. "And a quite delicious one at that." He has a few more tiny bites before a thought comes to him.

"Though I will admit I'm still curious about one thing: you mentioned that none of these are dishes from your home. Were those dishes not to your taste or were you simply trying something different for experimentation's sake?"