You really... [He starts that mumbled complaint, intending to finish it with something like "know how to inspire a guy," but instead he thinks better of it and sighs, raising his hands in defeat.]

Alright, fine, but I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it so I can survive and put a couple light years between you and me.

[Which is very charming of him, but hey, she just threatened him and insulted him, so he earned this!! He stands up, looking around before picking up a pack that's... probably his? Maybe?

...Holy shit, he doesn't know how to find food.] Sooo, uh... how can you tell if something is poisonous?