"So many noble ones coming to my aid. I've been reduced to damsel in distress," sighed Canvas, elbowing Larke right back.

"Apologies. Enjoy your victuals Milady." Canvas raised his hands in a whoa-Nellie gesture and backed away a few feet... slowly.

"Heyy," he grinned, "Avalon, right? I see you've already got my back, being a good roommate. We seem to be off to a good start."

He gave Larke a shove and parted with, "Don't think you saving my ass means I'm helping you clean up your mess," before jerking his head and going to retrieve his key, expecting Jason to follow.