[Thankfully the fact Reim is too much of a weakling to open this package is enough for him to stop eating like this. Doing this will make him feel better about his shitty meal. He sets his burnt bread down, and leans over the desk take this cookie package.]

You have to be friends with me to open things, since all you do is paper push! [Except... he's also having trouble with this? His expression goes from smug to annoyed the more he tugs on it. Tugging... tugging harder...] It's just-- like-- like this--

[It rips way too much when he gives it his all, spilling cookies and crumbs all over his desk. He freezes, still leaning over it, mouth hanging open.] ... Ahaaa...