"Well I think you already know how I feel about trouble." He grinned, he invited trouble no matter what he was doing as far as he was concerned, so the idea of waiting around for it had never been much of his thing. He snorted though when she finished up. "I don't know, maybe we should look into this kind of trouble that's going to blow our asses off." He teased.
What he hadn't expected next was her question about pop-tarts. "Thought Pop-tarts were more of an earth thing." He admitted, he didn't have the first clue about the sort of things people ate in other universes on other planets. But Pop-tarts? Yeah that was all human. "I bet I probably have some back at the house." He said after a moment thinking about it - he'd definitely grabbed some at one point or another, the question was whether or not they'd been eaten by now.
"You craving some?" He asked then. This was what he did after all - took care of cravings like this, kept an eye out for the things he didn't already have, made trades from the stash of things he and Ben had gathered in the months that they'd been here.