"Uh," That's certainly weird, he'll agree. Maybe it's just a difference in culture, and there's a very distant, very vague part of him that hopes he didn't offend her, but he's also not going to extend and ask about it. Instead he just shrugs along with her.

"Usually these kinda things are to raise money for the school," Taako waves his hand to gesture in the vague direction of the building, "But this one is kinda... Kinda more for the hospital? 'Cuz they've been overworked with all the accidents, the... Incidents. Calamity! Mass chaos, hysteria in the streets! Oh, you should have seen it, it was terrible, it's the least I can do to sell these little sweet treats to repay their kindness, after they've worked themselves to the bone!" He's laying it on a little too thick.

And then he slips her a single pink macaron with a sly wink. "On the house, you seem like you're having a rough day."