It was a move that prior to his arriving here, and living here for the past few months, would have gotten her a glare at the very least, and some caustic sarcasm to go with it, but now he took it at face value.
He nodded, finishing up with the last of the supplies, stashing the remaining empty bags next to the fridge, "That's about how the big bads work, there's always another one waiting in the wings." He shook his head then, smile quirking, "You want a sandwich or something? I'm pretty good at peanutbutter."