"Yeah, that too." Cal no longer ate like he thought someone might take it before he could finish, and while sometimes it was close, now was not one of those times. Gerard had his own plate, that was apparently enough to convince that little food-aggressive corner of Cal's brain that everything was fine.

He nodded at the rest, "I'll have to try not to ambush him when they get back from the thing." Because while it might be hilarious, it might also lead to stabbing, and he really didn't want to deal with that when he was still achy from raptor-scratches.