He eats slowly, turning the new information over in his mind between bites. With a hum, he twirls one bite a little before eating it. Looking back at her as she apologizes, he chuckles, "...I think you did. But I appreciate the apology regardless." 

He quietly finishes the pancake and sighs, both with satisfaction and relief, and because he knows thigs will get more difficult soon. "This was nice...but... we cant hold up here for too much longer. If you didnt think it had resources to cook, I can only imagine it doesnt have much left, if anything. Even if we are never found, we will need resources. and then assume that we *will* be found someday..."