Cricket grins at his friend and nods. "I'll catch 'em and you cook 'em. That Daredevil fella' wants to come, too. He ain't ever been out of the city, can you imagine?"

Cricket's hands shake when he takes the can of food, and he nods. "I know. I wouldn't take it if you hadn't brought back stuff. Wouldn't be fair to not share, you know?"

He'll eat it now, though, and he doesn't even bother to check what it is, just drinks the liquid fast and then picks pieces of food out with his fingers to nibble.