Erhart catches the apple left handed, and removes his helm, exposing a scarred, bald face with just a bit of beard growth, holding the apple thoughtfully for a moment. He opens his mouth wide, and shoves the whole thing in, closing it with a resounding CRUNCH!

He chews thoughtfully for a moment, and nods.

"The fruit is sweet, and the core is... bitter. A good combination."

Erhart approves.