Cake, himself, was oblivious, and barely got out a 't'ank you' before the chips were gone. His throat sort of hurt - sharp sharp sharp - but that didn't matter much, and while Nightwing was gone, the former heartless simply sat back and gnawed on the bag. It didn't taste that bad... And just as Anti was wondering - going to ask X, that meant - if it was edible, the 'hero' returned.
Spitting out the edge of the bag, he eyed the half, perfectly willing to take a bite, before remembering what he'd said. "Tthhanks," Anti drew out, snatching the sandwich before promptly turning around and handing it to X. There. Repayment! ... And if he didn't want it, Anti'd take it, too.