Adam can't help it - he lets out a short laugh at the audible grumble.

"That's something we can fix right now, anyway." He motions his head towards a fire pit. There are a few other people gathered around, and other volunteers handing out soup and bread. It wasn't fancy, but it settled the stomach. And it was better than what they got at Deerington.

"It's nice," He affirmed, giving the kid a light nudge. "It suits you."