Dinah had already stuffed a handful of delicious, nummy salty potato chips in her mouth, so: "Mmmmph!" And swallow. "Priestly, no, I'm not putting you out of your bed. That's just silly. I've been sleeping on uncomfy cots and the ground for weeks and weeks, being inside with no snow is super enough... man, I missed junk food." She wandered over to watch him make food, fighting the urge to giggle and cry at the same time at the familiarity.