"How's the smoothie?" Melon would ask, sitting across from you as he'd lean his head against his palm. As Melons closest, and only, friend that truly understood him since childhood, he loved going out and doing things with you.

Although, you always felt bad that he couldn't enjoy food like you could. Everything tasted like sand in his mouth. But that didn't mean he wouldn't get you occasional treats here and there.

"It's been a while, yes? I've been quite busy myself. Sorry this couldn't happen sooner."