In answer, Wufei shifts his grip until he has Duo by the wrist, pulls him carefully in the wrong direction, and deftly steals one of his fries.

Then he lets go, heaving himself up and away— and out of range. Fine, it was nothing but a caloric greasebomb, but it was food. He'd take it and enjoy the small victories to be had in a full belly and the outrage of one Duo Maxwell.