[ Her munching pauses, then she glares at him over her shoulder while a baby carrot pokes out of her mouth. She didn't ask for her vegetables to be seasoned with snark! ]

Shut up! I'm trying to keep from wasting food!

[ Which is to say, she was really dang hungry. She gives a pout before turning back to her food. The trail mix is fine, at least, and the peanut butter helped cover up how wilted the celery was. The parfait remains untouched. She's not that brave.

After snatching up the bag of trail mix, she stomps her way over to him, swallowing down the carrot so she can properly snark back. He shouldn't be allowed to look so...cool! He gets a cashew thrown at his faceplate. ]

You should be happy! Now you can't say anything about me needing to eat! Because I've eaten!

[ She pauses to eat some of the dried fruit she keeps picking out of the bag. Ahh, so good... ]

No more lovemaking for you. [ For emphasis, she pokes his spike area thing, since it's out in the open and unprotected. Congrats, it's officially now the "spike area thing". ] I think I'll make you pet bunnies instead!

[ How...awful...? ]