Not the chocolate, that's probably worse than the spice cake! He knows it's not his place to tell people what and what not to eat, but he imagines if this fellow knew they were laced, he'd probably be more hesitant about shoving handfuls of cake into his face. Thank goodness, now that he's somewhat nearer where Itto is at the table, he can at least see he's eating lemon cake, which is fortunately safe compared to the other two darker confections.

His own DTF has slithered up from the confines of his robe, draping across his shoulders, curling loosely around his neck, and peering intently at Itto while he's mowing down cake. Sizhui's expression has softened with realization, his brows knitted and his head faintly tipped sideways. “Well, some cakes are made with beans, but none of these are. The one you've eaten is rather safe compared to the others, thankfully.” Being cheery and having a little extra luck never hurt anybody from what he's experienced? However, if it makes someone take a risk they wouldn't normally, he'd imagine there could be unfortunate consequences following shortly thereafter.