[ It was a joke, sort of. Judging by the look on Nate's face he didn't anticipate Gene reaching into some secret wartime snack stash and pulling out the thickest bar of chocolate he's ever seen in his life. The cube snaps off neatly and Gene holds it out to him with the kindness Nate has come to expect of him, and Nate honestly can't resist the opportunity to try 1940s chocolate in mint condition, per the period.
He examines it for a moment before biting off a corner, chewing it speculatively and concluding that it tastes like a cross between an energy bar and a handful of cacao nibs. ]
It's not bad. Kinda tastes like Mexican chocolate without the spices. A little bitter.
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He examines it for a moment before biting off a corner, chewing it speculatively and concluding that it tastes like a cross between an energy bar and a handful of cacao nibs. ]
It's not bad. Kinda tastes like Mexican chocolate without the spices. A little bitter.