Mathias laughs as the nut bounces off his shoulder and falls into the grass at his side, then looks at Veronica with an amused smile. "And now I am to be used for target practice?" he asks, then heaves a sigh, as if accepting this lot in life.

"If that's the price I need to pay for your company, I suppose it's one I can afford," he decides, uncapping one of the water bottles.