...Yeah, all right, watching other people eat delicious food is really good for the appetite. Popp starts in on the tiny pumpkin breads now that he has an excuse to do so. They're soft and rich and practically melt in his mouth.

"No way! I'm into combat magic, not any kind of crafting. At that size, I'd be fighting hungry frogs instead of the Dark Army!"

He'd have to ride around on Dai's shoulder or something... which wouldn't be terrible, but c'mon, his dignity!