Julien debates sliding his tongue out and seeing how Eugen reacts to how strange it really is. It would be funny. Also rude. Maybe later.

"He's all right, I think," he admits, and bites the little apple again. He has a notion of keeping the seeds, the way he's kept the seeds from the similarly tiny apples he got in a pulse. "Sure, all right. I hope the animals can escape, at least. This'll be very bleak soon enough."