Chris couldn't quite help leaning back when the gooey sandwich was waved in his general direction, and he watched an ooze of cheese go over the side and stretch all the way to the table with a sick sort of fascination. Looking up, he quirked an eyebrow and flashed a crooked grin, reaching over to the platter to pick up his sandwich.

"Yeah, I thought so." Then his smile brightened conversationally. "Thanks bro."

He chewed thoughtfully on the first bite, glancing toward where the D-Terminal was accepting the data; nearly completed, by this point.