[His ears flop down slightly as she instructs him in how to eat the snail, something of a flustered gesture that he manages to keep from the rest of his expression. After all, he knows snails are eaten, he's just never had the cash to buy them, and also they likely would have already been shelled and cooked.

But he'll follow her instructions, which- voila, ends up with him getting some cool, chewy flesh in his mouth to chew on.

Not bad, though.]

Uh... I'm a faun now, I guess. [And he'll hold out the shell to her. She ate the last one, so... maybe she wants this one, too?] I was a human, but started growing other parts once I got here.

[A beat, and he glances over her, as though deciding how to answer.]

Depends, though. If you looked like this back home, then there's no telling. Witches got magic, monsters don't. And if you're a monster, you'll start to change shape eventually.