The tray slides toward Dick, Ray's own soylent already dug away to reveal about 60% of the part inside.

Whereas Ray had been previously scowling down at what he suspected was possibly some kind of a small power source, a smile accompanies his offering to the kid. It was easier to eat around the other specials, considering the regulars seem to dislike his abundant friendliness even more than his unearned status.

"Please, it's all yours. Must've been some mishap down there..."