"Nah, not a fan of the clear shit. That and I'm pretty motherfuckin' sure Faygo don't make clear, anyhow." He pulled out what he did have, though. Cola, redpop, citrus, and grape. Apparently, the redpop was his, and he took a long swig of it, shrugging a bit.

"Always ate sugary shit, never had a motherfuckin' problem. Then again, I don't know what all your body might be in difference to me. Motherfuckin' humans is weird as shit. Real motherfuckin' fragile. None of you woulda lasted on Alternia, s'for motherfuckin' sure." He finished up putting the pringles in the cans, and set a few aside for Dave, simply because the guy had offered them up to him in the first place.

"Why you down with gettin' your jaw on with me, anyway? I thought you was tryin' to keep to yourself."