A small jerk of his chin took the place of any 'you're welcome'. He wasn't even sure what Emma had packed, but she had to know what Jag liked, right?

"Least she's letting me do something today. Yesterday she kicked me outta the kitchens." Easier, talking about himself than Emma, who wasn't here to speak for herself. Or Jag. At least freezing shit could be kinda funny looking back on it after.