The Doctor made motion to set the pouch back on the front of the car and shrugged. He wasn't that hungry anyway, it was really just something to pass the time; to occupy their mouthes and keep them both from saying something else completely absurd.
A smile was ellicited form the Time Lord as Remy called clean clothes the key to happiness - the Doctor thought it more likely that freedom was; but, he was fairly easy to please.
"Get some dry clothes, yeah?" He was serious, pressing an elbow into the Cajun's side as he gingerly pulled his hand away.