They’re for pain perdu, if you’ll let me in the kitchen for long enough.

[ He’s usually content to let Alucard handle the cooking, but bread. ]

Just hang in there a few more minutes, I’m not going to starve you.

[ The park is practically deserted this time of the morning, so finding a good space is the easiest thing in the world. He parks up, taking his own bag of baked goods and the flask, and motioning to one of the bags he handed to Alucard. ]

That one’s yours. Not far to walk.