[ Jake may have felt indebted to the guy, but that doesn't mean he's not going to roll his eyes at a twenty year old being so very twenty years old in his presence. ]

Yeah, yeah, I know the drill with your type. [ Jake waves his hand in Itachi's general direction, dismissive and fond all at once, before plopping down in front of the fire. ] But y'know, it's not gonna tarnish your hero cred to take a little credit now and then.

[ As for the rice scattered around Itachi's feet, Jake gives the young man his moment to reclaim it. Upon seeing it passed over, Jake stretches an elastic arm towards a few errant chunks of fish. Waste bothered him, too, and he'd eaten off far worse ground than this. ]