Oh wait, there's a whole bin? Saxsice had been distracted by the spirit of fellowship and sharing of food, but now that they're besties, she can go right to being an absolute meat-hog. She creeps over, still on her stomach, and starts snuffling at the bin, sticking her long nose in and even reaching one paw up to tip it over.

No, go ahead, carry on with your salty soup, she's good here.