Holiday had learned in previous arenas to not argue with people who turned down her generous offers. Only one was going to live, after all, and everyone had to go their independent ways eventually.

So, when he turned her down, she just frowned and nodded again to him. Besides, there truly wasn't a lot of food and she really shouldn't have offered in the first place since she's not the only one in the little camp.

"There's a series of caves on the northern part of the island along the beach. We've made camp in one of those, if you happen to pass by there in the next few days... After that, it'll probably be underwater and we would have moved on, so don't worry about it then."

Assuming they weren't all dead, of course. Hawkeye was a likable guy, though. If he found the right person, he should be just fine, hopefully. "Good luck and... sorry about the Cornucopia. Thank you for helping me." She had nothing to give in thanks, sadly.