The answering hum is coupled with a nod as his hands begin to knead, sleeves pushed up past his elbows. Food and warmth are indeed the largest concerns for the winter months for those with limited resources. To help one will leave time to find solutions for the other - and improve morale for all in the process.

From the periphery of his vision he spots the coming slice of apple and turns to take a small bite directly from Angeal's fingers. His lips brush skin before the taste of the fruit hits him and, oh, yes, these apples are sweet indeed. He turns his head just enough for Angeal to see the corner of his smile before he takes the remainder of the piece in his mouth and pulls it free.

He takes his time to chew. Swallow. "Each and every one of them, yes. I cannot begin to express my relief in that. Though, I imagine the same goes for you as well?"