"Seems like it," Aden commented, somewhat thoughtfully. They'd been fine so far, of course. And the people who'd been around way longer than he had seemed to have been fine too, all things considered. He'd just been cursed with distrustfulness, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Despite his own inclination to be negative though, he only gave that single affirmation, instead of voicing any worry.

"Were you going to try and tidy it all up yourself if someone else didn't come along?" The Chiss asked, snatching another frog up mid-leap, and moving to deposit it into the other man's makeshift bag.

"I think a large pot should work too. At least for the short-term."

Just leaving them in there would, for a lack of a different term, be inhumane, but until they could get the kitchen back under control and figure out what to do with their froggy friends in the long-term, it would probably work.