[ A gingerbread-shaped cookie... Joshua gives Clive a little glance. What is a gingerbread? A loaf? Pure Vanilla was shaped like a loaf of bread? Exactly like he would imagine it is not doing him any favors here, because all he can think about is a loaf of bread that can speak.

He frowns, confused, though it's down at the book so it at least looks like he's frowning thoughtfully at some of the information within, or at something that Pure Vanilla has said. ]

I see... so it is simply the medium that has changed for you, not the function. That is a relief to hear. Though you seem quite intelligent, if I may say so. Please, do not belittle yourself.