Here he'd been thinking that he'd just give up on having something to eat and go home, so that he could wrap something around his arm for the time being and get some sleep. Which was only part of the reason he was so startled to look up and see Sinthia there. The other part was that people were rarely nice to him-probably mostly because he interacted with people as little as possible. He was rough around the edges and didn't have any real friends to speak of because he hardly understood how he was supposed to make friends. He'd tried opening up to people before and it hadn't been pretty.

"Oh, ah, thank you," he said. His smile was somewhere between grateful and flustered as he accepted the food. "You didn't have to. I mean, that is, I could pay you back." And this was why he didn't interact with people very much, as he straightened up and went to dump the ruined food into the trash-careful not to mix that up with the good food.