[He holds out some decent-looking fish n' chips that he somehow managed to get in base without anyone on his ass.]
Heard you complaining. I got some food.
Icepick, you are once again my savior, I owe you one holy shit
[He tugs his mask down and scarfs down like half the food. Once his immediate hunger is satisfied he slows down, and nudges the plate a bit closer to Icepick in offering to share.]

















