Soldat looks vaguely embarrassed, but they accept anyway. "You need them. I just like them. But thank you." They stick it, unlit, behind their ear for a second, to light once they get all the food out and ready. "That must be going well. The. Lab stuff. There's so much food, and new people." There's so few of them left, now, that the addition of this many new faces is kind of staggering.

They still feel bad that they can't make themselves go into the lab, but it seems like maybe things are going okay without their help.