Soldat, passing by to start on their "afternoon" patrol, looks vaguely confused at the reaction, but they do pad on over to collect the basket themselves. And peek inside. "What's wrong with it?" they in confusion. It's bread. Its smells pretty good, actually. (Everything smells good, buddy.)

They've already gotten used to the fact that there are faces here they don't recognize. It ratchets up the paranoia, but they're really damn good at keeping that under control so nobody can tell. They haven't gotten a good look at Law's face yet, though, so can't realize they know the guy at least by sight.