Eddy accepts the offered pudding cup, moreso because it's being handed to him than out of any desire to actually consume it. Not that Eddy doesn't regularly consume all manner of processed garbage. He peels back the lid without really thinking. Just something to occupy his hands further.

"Didn't get a chance for snacks earlier," he replies, tone light despite the heavy meaning behind his words. As he crouches beside Audrey, he swipes a finger through the pudding left clinging to the lid, and then tilts the cup towards her. "Split it?" he asks. A soft dare.