Allowed to stuff his face again? So he will. Nux recovers the cracker box and shoves the expired remnants of that into his mouth, taking less than a minute to finish it off. It's then he's too curious about what Black Bolt is doing to raid the cupboard again. Trudges toward him, boots scuffing the floor, and trying to peer at what he might be doing at this here... table. This den is full of rare things!

"What're you doin', Black Bolt?" A pause of a second or two, then, "'s this your den? It's nice. Snugging little den, carved really nice." Nice nice nice.