Kabal looks up sharply, finally realizing there's someone else here - someone he doesn't recognize. But that's not entirely unusual, it's not like he's going around making friends.

All evidence to the contrary as his reindire buddy jabs him with an antler and keeps digging in.

"Fine. Fuck. Here." He reaches into the pile and rips open a present to reveal what the weird deer monster wants: a cheeselog covered in almonds.

"I already killed a few of 'em. It's this one that won't go away." He shoves at it, but the deer has forgotten he even exists with the presence of smoked cheesy goodness. "Find anything good in any of these boxes yet?"