If Oscar suspected Vyng and his family were ill-prepared in the ways of producing food for a whole town, then...he would be abso-fucking-lutely right. Nobody should be entrusting them with that responsibility. (As far as Vyng is concerned, he's just the interim grounds guardian until some hapless, sad-sack Sleeper needs an actual reason to wake up in the mornings. Then he can sagely pass the baton over to them and go along his merry way.)

Which is why Vyng's expression brightens when he comes across Oscar early one morning. Always reassuring to have somebody competent on the scene.

"Heyyyy, good morning!" the Druid greets in a sing-song voice. "How's it going? You need any breakfast, buddy?"