At the mention of civilian life, Wayne frowned. That wasn't much of a life for him. However, his mood immediately improved at the mention of benefits, and he actually cracked a smile when the word "food" came out of the toon's mouth. "Hey, a hot meal sounds like heaven right now. Anything to warm me up. I feel like a damn popsicle."

He stretched his neck over to Director King, his head about a foot away. "Come on, where's the kitchen? You look like they feed you well." He said, jokingly reaching out to pat King on his stomach.