[Stranger McOtherdude is all about his space being invaded by potentially murderous animals, but hand touching? He shifts uncomfortably, resisting the urge to pull the fruit back with pursed lips. Robin might be an ass, but he'll deal with it.]

I-I don't know what it is, but that doesn't mean we can't find out. [His gaze shifts to the plants around them, almost as if he'd wished there was a wild barghest incoming.] That's the point of being here. Documenting things and their behaviors. Even if it weren't, I'm not all that fond of starving.

So either your lips are going around it, or mine are. But I know how to handle a... a rabbit. Thing.