"You already practically gave it to her. It'd be shitty not to let her have it now. And-- fuck. I don't know." Levi plucked one of the bags off of the shelf and stared at it for a long time before putting it back and then picking a different one and doing the same thing. Admittedly, he didn't know what the difference was either, beyond random shit like whether one had chicken or fish in it. In the end he picked a bag that had a cat that was similar in appearance to Lina, because it stood to reason, he figured, that it'd be good for that kind of cat. He'd research it later if it ended up mattering, but he wasn't good enough with technology yet to pull his phone out and pick slowly at the buttons until information popped up.
"Hold the rat. And the dishes," he said, handing them over (they really should have gotten a cart) before grabbing a brush for the cat as well. The litter box was next, and a box of litter with a handle and by that point, Levi was sort of of the mind that they really needed to go because he'd ran out of hands.