Sorry, the emptiness of this place creeps him out even now that he's not as terrified that they are all... dead. He is not trying to get away from you faster, Livio. Promise.

Will they be able to cook rice...

Back he is with a couple more bags, not nearly as many as he guesses but it makes sense, and he peers back in around Livio's formidable shape.

Beat.

"Utensils. We'll need those, too, unless you've got some already."