[Talking, not immediately fighting her. Not a threat. One of her "friends" was a rock golem. It takes a bit to frighten her. Though the face mask thing does get her to raise one eyebrow. She serves herself a bowl afterwards and frowns, stirring it for a few seconds before the question reaches her.

Morrigan other eyebrow joins the first in raising.] Well, I would certainly hope not considering I am also eating out of it.

[She even takes a bite. See? No poison.] I understand the reasoning, however. After the madness that occurred prior to our last world "visit" I would be concerned, too.

[She hasn't been able to look at cookies the same way since.]