Beautiful, delicious candy. Those teeth ones are kinda chalky, but he'll give a, "Yes, Your Majesty" in dulcet tones, and pop it into his mouth. Because he's been told to and he's such a good boy.

And he can continue poking a finger to look inside, and pull out- "Hey, want a brain? --wait."

Wait. He lifts it up.

"...turtle brain." Behold, Inigo. "That's a brain shell."