He paused to take a bite of food before replying, remembering how hungry he was now that things had calmed down. "I'm not sure; money, I think." It made the most sense, since the only other things Amery had on him right now, aside from the newly acquired knife, was his clothes.

And of course, in all of the commotion, he had forgotten his manners and failed to introduce himself. "Ah. Amery Vallet. It's a pleasure to meet you." But it was nearly never too late to try and make up for it.