"Wait, What? For real?" Peter looks both excited and incredulous. "You're kidding. What are you, Indiana Jones?"

Peter looks over at Flynn, and pokes one of the containers in his direction. "Can vampires eat regular food? Come on and dig in, man. Thanks again for this, by the way. S'real nice of you." He's just going to...tear open a container and dig in himself like a feral animal. But he does go for the meat first, his appetite has increased greatly and was near-ravenous as the full moon approached. It worries him, a super hungry wolf is a bad idea.

"So..." he mumbles through a mouthful of food. He wipes his face with the back of a hand. "So you're kinda stuck like this forever?"