The aforementioned Boy, looked askance at the cuppa and figgin on the table next to him. Brother Fingers had spoken of Figgins being placed upon a spike in hushed tones. It came as a suprise to see one, a small cake with raisins, lying on the small plate.
He was thinking very rapid and confused thoughts. This was not a normal occurence in his short life. Thinking was not part of his job. Normally, he was mostly being ignored or beaten on a regular basis. Now, these people were talking to him in nice tones. He was used to being bellowed at and the nice tones were confusing along with the offer of real food, not rat based at all, was frightening to say the least.
"Noggs," said Captain Carrot. " 's " replied Noggs in a very small voice. "Do you know why you are here?" Noggs shook his little head. The Ever Patient Captain Carrot prodded the lad gently. " Have a sip of your tea before it gets cold. The boy shrank back, shaking his head violently. " Here now there's naught to fear from a little cup of tea" Captain Carrot picked up the cup and took a sip to dispel the lad's fear of poisoning, or worse.
" See, it is very safe " said Captain Carrot gently. At this proof, the boy grabbed the cup and gulped it in one swallow. He looked longingly at the Figgin. " Go ahead. " urged the very tall dwarf, " I find them very delicious. " Though not as good as Rat on a Stick with Ketchup, he thought privately.
The lad poked the Figgin to see if it poked back, when satisfied with its' lack of concern, he picked it up and took a small bite. A wondrous smile spread over the grimy little face, as he began to set to with a vengeance.
" You see Nobby, it only takes a little kindness." said Captain Carrot nudging the Corporal, who began to choke and blow smoke out of his ears at the same time.
After much ado, and pounding on Nobby's back to release the aforementioned Dogs' End from his throat which he promptly returned to the legendary spot behind his ear.
Aha! So, Bob's yer uncle... very clever.