[The state of the pink monster is more than a little concerning to him. Sure, everything in town is falling apart, but it's really driving home how unsafe they are. He'd consider carting her off to the Disaster House- which is at least protected by Fern's antler wreath - but he's not convinced she'd ever leave this place. ]

It's okay, Usagi, I don't need food. We have plenty. Fern can grow stuff on himself. Keep your food for yourself, you need it more than I do.

[You don't need to worry so much about food when someone in the house is made of grass, it turns out. That and Fern made a metric shit-ton of soup when he died that they're STILL getting through.]

Besides... I'm not here to eat your food. I'm here to check on you.