"Yeah, well..." Bart shrugged. "We'll get hungry after we fight those things, right? Best to bring some supplies over."
Crap, he'd forgotten to ask where Mal lived... if he passed out, was he just going to sleep in Bart's place for the night? Bart really wished he'd thought this through better. Continuing back towards sector 2, Bart started walking just a little bit faster. "And we can't all be spring chickens like you, man. Some of us need a little time to prepare things."