[ connor has always lived a life of privilege. even when they were technically on the run, their mother had saved up enough money to keep them afloat. he's never known what it's like to genuinely starve, save for that year following the end of their world. he'll never take for granted again all the things he never thought twice about - because he didn't have to, because it was given to him on a silver platter so he never had to ask. ]

... I have a feeling you're right. Thanks, man.

[ he smirks over at john before dutifully plucking one of them onto his plate. ]

Y'know, for a creepy ship that seems to be headed nowhere, at least it keeps us well-fed. [ it's a pretty big plus for him. connor has his priorities straight and food happens to be at the very top of that list. ]