He didn't mind that Gabriel was going to just eat that rabbit whole, figuring that was what would happen. From what he could tell, no one in the caravan had wanted to risk feeding the creatures until the spells to bind their wills were in place, which meant starvation and thirst for most of them. Injuries would heal slower without food, so he wasn't at all disgusted that Gabriel was going to eat quickly and without much fanfare.

No, he busied himself making a fire, doing it the old fashioned way even if he could use magic. He already knew that his magic would be necessary for other matters that were far more pressing. Soon enough, he had an infantile fire coming to life that he was feeding. "I'm blind, remember? I don't technically watch you do anything." A lie. His magical sight allowed him outlines and insights.

"I have rations in my pack," he murmured simply. "I can give you some if that rabbit doesn't satisfy." He was willing to share as Gabriel had once shared a meal with him. More fuel to the fire, building it up. "I think we can risk staying here a week. Are you alright with that?"