Devero startles a little, turning quick to face her-- oh. A stranger. Not that he would mind being asked even by someone he knew already, but the fact that she's probably a new passenger inclines him to helpfulness.

"Candy and crisps," he says, holding up first one blank foil package and then the other. "Although apparently I don't get to know exactly what kind of candy and crisps until I open them. The train pulls bullsh-- er, crap like this all the time, unfortunately."