"Baking is... bread and stuff, right?" he asks, glancing thoughtfully towards the ceiling like baking isn't a regular ass concept for regular ass people.

"Then I don't think I could. The eggs wouldn't make me sick, but all the rest of it..." He trails off, making a so-and-so gesture. He's not really sure what would happen. He ate bread once and it made him feel like there was a stone in his guts for days, so he avoids it if he has the option.