Nick went for a piece of potato next, despite the fact that it was still slightly hot. He tore the chunk off and popped it in his mouth, making quick work of it...having more than a little bit of hunger, being what he was. "Just don't pull my fur and we're cool. I don't like fur-pulling." Nick reassured her, picking out some of the fish and pepper stuffed inside to slip into his gaping maw, starving, honestly.