"Fair." Well, now he has to do it. It's not like it'll be terrible, exactly, just that the whole thing might come together a bit slowly and strangely and he'll feel watched all the while. He's easy enough around Kira that the prospect is just slightly disheartening rather than a source of distress, but he's prepared to look a bit silly. He fetches the towel and then opens the icebox, which is really just storage this time of year, but better than nothing. He's in luck. Not a lot of anything, but the remains of one of Baze's rabbits, some ends of vegetables, a little bit of boiled stock, and half a loaf of bread. Something vaguely stewy. Not impressive, but dinner. "Have you seen them? The foxes, I mean. Or..." Well, he's just prepared for a lot of weirdness.