While you two were “on lookout” he had gotten ahold of a bag of chips, which you found out were one of his favorite snacks during the apocalypse, with not many options left available.

you grinned and reached to grab one, grabbing ahold of the same one that he’d grabbed and he swiftly tugged it from your fingers with a grin “hey, get your own! these are mine!” He playfully stuck his tongue out at you before putting the chips in his mouth with a huff