[Slimy and squishy and every mother's nightmare. Sakura loves it.]

Mm, you don't have to -- the seeds, I mean. [reaching inside her own pumpkin, she pulls one out for Euphie to see] I think they're delicious when you bake them with salt.

[A pause, and then with an almost apologetic smile] Though it does take time to sort them apart from the flesh, so... most people don't bother. I can't blame them.