He stopped his search mid-pat. "Well that I definitely got. It probably ain't the greatest, but I reckon you aren't too concerned about that right now. Hell. I might even have an extra canteen. Hang on." He walked back to the horse and started the patting again for the brief moment that it took to find a canteen and a sack of goods. "Bread might be a little stale, but there ain't nothing like aged jerky." He joined the other on the ground, dropping both sack and canteen between them. "Take as much as you like, the next town's about a day r two south. I'll have enough to get me there. Maybe you too if you think you'll need the ride."