Iestyn's first instinct was to shield Addy from the person running at them, but he caught himself after a second as his hands came up, almost preparing to throw the avocado at his aunt. He didn't though, he made himself stop, his pulse calming down a little as he looked at his sister, then at the two neat piles of food. He leaned forward and drove his hand through them, scattering them across the blankets.