"Time runs a lot slower for him," Aradia reminded Eridan gently. "Days or weeks later for us, and it's still the same day for him."

She squeezed his shoulder before departing, and spoke to the man at the kiosk. It took some negotiation, but finally she returned with a large bowl with three different-coloured mounds of frozen concoction, with brown sauces poured on top, and and a long, curved white fruit, like one of Feferi's horns, split in two lengthways and nestled on either side.

She set it down in front of Eridan and slid into the seat next to him. "This is called a 'Barnacle Split'," she said with triumph, offering him a spoon. "It's really weird, but sweet. I tried it once before, and it was very tasty. And I think you'll like it."