Raph makes his way over towards Bar, and is just about to vault over her when his nautical bag of doom appears on her top.
Complete with hardtack biscuits. Raph blinks in surprise, but says nothing about the choice of snack. He does, however, give Bar a pat for the effort.

"Think I can manage that. Thinking about setting up a base in the storage area. You got any specific instructions? Or am I on my own."