"Are you sure? I don't mind doing some work to pay for clothes."

He might have gotten it into his head that this is Waver's cloak that he is imposing on by existing over here. He absently tugs at the empty sleeve on the other side of the coat, letting an awkward beat pass before he finds his smile, flashing it at Waver with practiced ease like a car turning on its headlights as the sky grows dark. He puts out his hand for Waver to help him up.

"Ahaha, though I certainly won't turn down the free food. I'm starving!"