 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Honestly, he just appreciated her ability to make a quick decision considering he always took ages to carefully consider everything. Pulling out some shrunken folders from his pocket, he grabbed the one for Ireland which he had pre-mapped out just in case and enlarged it again with his wand. "Then Ireland it is. Do you need anything else or should we go ahead and cast off?" The idea of just... starting was a bit nerve wracking. But he supposed overcoming that was important too.
"I think you're overestimating." He teased again, giving a small laugh at her shark response as well. In reality? "I absolutely would rather be eaten." Survivors guilt was a thing that he was not looking to add onto. "Maybe you should just shrink it instead so it can't eat me." Then he'd get bitten at worst, and those were heal able.
For snacks it was primarily sugars, which had been and probably always would be his downfall. But he'd noticed that Azriel or Cora had snuck in some vegetables and proteins while apparently also putting in a massive first aid kit that they hopefully would not need. Which he supposed based on that information, it was probably Az. "There's a lot of options and I'm not actually sure what it all is." Carrying the folder under his arm, he led his way back towards the kitchen area and opened the fridge which currently had all the fresh foods and was enchanted to last longer. Once that was all gone, they'd have to move on to the freeze dried camp meals. "Help yourself."
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