Puck sighs, and opts to go fetch their provisions from the evil metal box.

He has no ulterior motive whatsoever.

(Although, in the spirit of pure and total honesty, there are a few items missing from Havelock's bag by the time he lays everything out on the bar counter.)


He hasn't really taken a moment to see if he has improved. When shifting himself yields no result, Puck turns his furrow-browed attention to a stray muffin.

It remains stubbornly muffinesque.