[ He's so tempted to put his hands on Solomon's shoulders and shake him, but he gets the feeling he won't get to do it for long anyway.

So instead, he says, very serenely, like he's not wishing he could shake Solomon through the raw will of his thought alone: ]

Solomon, the little missy back home who literally can't taste anythin' would make somethin' more edible than that abomination of a pie.