"...But that's just a metaphor, right?" First Aid feels the need to check. Cecil is pretty jittery, it's concerning.

He gently but firmly takes the spoon and takes over stirring the soup. It mostly registers as water and various organic compounds to his chemical sensors, but it's not necessarily an unpleasant set. He can't appreciate cooked food the way humans do, but it's got a lot of pleasant associations. Full humans are more likely to be healthy and happy humans, after all.