"No one's starving, and as long as things are kept stocked and everyone contributes, we can make sure no one does." The corners of his lips twitch in a frown, and he takes a deep breath before he adds, "If they don't like it, I'm sure they can find their own supplies and keep them."

He knows there will be people who cry foul, and he understands why. But he's not sympathetic. Even if he doesn't like the idea of a fight over something as basic as food. He puts on a smile for Peggy, though his eyes clearly read as tired. "Hopefully we'll have more agreement than dissent."