Vreth stopped when he saw the tin bend, and saw how much this creature wanted to keep a hold of it. Like a child with a toy. A wolf pup with a stick.
He recoiled with an intense look in his eyes, turning on his heel to start looking around the kitchen. First he went to the high cupboards and opened them. He clambered onto the counter and pulled himself up, looking to see what was there. Hands reached to grab things, tossing them over his shoulder recklessly.