Malcolm Bright

He flashes a sheepish sort of expression and nods again, and tells himself he at least now knows what's a harmless olive branch to extend. Next time that box starts running low, y'know. Tim can keep the pantry stocked. Ish.

"Yeah, sounds good."

What are the odds the bags are maliciously tampered with.

He eyes the... box, for a second longer. Just because. Then he's about to ask if this is a bother, but that's a silly thing to ask after accepting a generous offer. He's incapable of normalcy, and Tim leans back against the counter and asks, "You know those Dogtown Boulders?"