Steve hands him one of the ration packs and he reads the label out loud: BACON AND BEANS. Then hands it back to Steve.
Dylan: Beans - great!
Steve hands him another pouch with SWEET AND SOUR CHICKEN on the label and his eyes light up. Steve looks at him surprised: Jesus, wait until you taste it kid… that stew would be epic right now!
It dawns on him just then that they couldn’t stay here. Nothing grew on the island except a rough kind of grass, the soil was too shallow and salted by the sea air so they’d eventually run out of food. He wonders if he could have last longer if the kid wasn’t using up the rations, but pushes the thought out of his mind quickly.