Unlikely, unless you'd rather me earning some undesired weight thanks to them. I would prefer sharing. [And of course he cares of you, it's been his job for quite some time, hard to quit after all these years.] Well, I work at our humble bakery in town. Have you paid us a visit yet, Noct?

[Pastries aside, the spores manage to make his nose feel ticklish, sneezing some more at the red dust. And not to mention that smell--well, jokes on him for being so reckless. He coughs, though the mushroom is now safe inside the jar.]

My… apologies, I got carried away by our hunting. I don't think this small amount of spores take any toll on us, though.

[Although he does begin feeling rather hot now, unbuttoning his shirt without even realizing.]