One of his cookies was already in the air towards his younger brother, before Slav even bothered to think much of it. Their older brothers tortured the two of them on occasion because they could, and because they were bigger. Gor, however, did not get that privilege. Slav was only bigger and older than one of his brothers, that should get him some sort of respect. Right?
Hence, the cookie.
Nik laughing was completely unexpected, even if it went away in an instant. Personally the middle brother would have expected a T-Rex loose on the ship munching on passengers in the hallway before he would have expected to see the Grand Oldest actually laughing at the table.
With an overdramatic shudder, Slav's eyes widened as he looked at Ios, "Don't even joke about that!" None of them really liked to admit any genetic relation to the parental relations, especially when they were at each other's throats like they were now.