"I don't want to take your food, either," Parrish said. He'd figure something out. It wasn't like he couldn't hunt, or forage for edible berries and stuff. And fish. Yeah, he wasn't very good at that. But he could probably catch something. Not nearly enough to satisfy his appetite, but he was sure he could manage without taking Bucky's food.
But of course his stomach chose that moment to rumble. Because yes, he was hungry. He hadn't eaten for several hours. Fish wasn't his favorite thing ever, but it would do in a pinch. Eggs would be better. He didn't want to be greedy, or like he expected anything.
"I have so many questions I don't even know where to begin," he muttered. And that was true. he had no idea where to even start. "I mean, I guess...do we have to fish and hunt for food?"