I'm pretty confident I don't know what muja sauce is. [ Unless that's also some weird analog for syrup. Carl glances around the dining hall and motions his head toward a sitting area. ]

I think I've got what I'm gonna be able to eat. I'll be over there if you want to join me? [ Unless he's got no real interest in watching someone practically inhale everything set in front of him. Hell, maybe they can muddle through what some of this stuff is together.

Like a tasty, dubious puzzle. ]