"Have met people under worse circumstances." Rey shrugs, though knowing what Firo had meant.

As he leads the way, she follows alongside him, carrying the full basket in her hand. There should be enough in there to keep people fed for at least a week or so, perhaps more if they were smart with their rations.

She blinks at him. "It's nothing. Better to share the food than to let it go bad. Don't need to eat that much to live." So it may as well go to people who need it more.