[Gepard looks so surprised when Sampo asks him what ought to be a really simple question-- just what he likes. Has no one ever asked this man what he likes in his entire life? It's not much, he just wants to know how Gepard takes his coffee and if he likes his eggs scrambled or over easy, if he likes his steaks medium-rare. Things that anyone who knows him moderately well would at least have an idea about?]

[Man. Just how self-sacrificing is this guy? Is he really the type to just pretend like he doesn't have any preferences, so that he doesn't feel like he's burdening anyone else?]

You're going to make me have to guess? [Sad eyes are going to start coming back into play here, Gepard, this is your own fault.] I want to bring you things that you'll like, not just what you'll choke down. Don't make it hard for your good pal. How can I bring you coffee if I don't know how you take it? Are you a pancake man or a waffle man? They're important questions!

[Only important to him and anyone else who wants to know what Gepard likes, at least.]