They don't know! But Gorgug nods, a vigorous quality to it, as if this makes sense: who wouldn't want to try s'mores if they've heard about them? He looks around him, then back to the other person, whose peculiar shape in the face of so many humans doesn't stand out for him, either. Right now, that doesn't even matter!

"I can ask someone who knows where the chocolate and crackers are. We'll make 'em."

Surely, someone's gotta know where they are. He rises, after popping the line of marshmallows on his stick directly in his mouth so that he can better cup the rest of his marshmallows in his shirt up without letting them spill out.

"There's no a-- counsellor head or something for this?" He decides to ask, before wandering; admitting, "I've been gone for a week."