[He pulls over and lets her sort through things, and gladly takes some of that jerky to chew on. He's still working on that when he laughs in realization at her comment.]

Oh, shit, yeah I kinda forgot already. Too tired to think about that. Demons who went through fire and a tornado, it's not a great look, is it?

[He cackles a little at imagined expressions by people seeing them, though, then swallows a mouthful of jerky.]

So we break into a grocery store an' grab food, then break into a motel an' clean up, how's that sound? Just get us some bread, peanut butter an' jelly, or crackers and cheese? That's a meal.