Calories that Raylan actually needed too; he'd lost a few pounds that he looked better with than without and he was hard pressed to spare them in the best of times. The sugar was good for his stressed system too.

"Gotta use what little I got in my pockets, don't I?" The half grin was given behind another enthusiastic bite. For how bad his nerves and focus wrecked his appetite, his body was ready to recoop in the moment of peace.

But that didn't stop his mind drifting back to where they'd been all of fifteen minutes ago and Raylan stared at the bowl for a long second, covering it like he was choosing the best way to come into the mound in front of him.

"Thanks for bringin' me back.." He felt like he'd left part of himself in the forest and that hadn't changed, the issue wasn't solved, he knew this would happen again, but with ice cream and the security of the floor, Raylan was less likely to fall back into his own head that was still gnawing just outside his vision.