He hadn't met Brit yet, but now he'd know who to look for. "Ice blocks. Well that's obnoxious of Them. At the mercy of capricious gods." The smile he'd tried to hold back at something nice to look at broke through at her calling him killer.
He set the sheet down next to the other things she'd arranged and crossed his heart. "I might hoard a couple on my plate to have over the evening, but I won't steal everybody's food, I guess." Mock-resignation that was inversely also a bit legitimate. Still, she had a point. He found it amusing to watch other people bicker, but he wasn't in the mood to be at the center of it tonight. Wrong place, wrong time.