[ he goes back to his soup as she pokes around, gaze drifting back and forth between his meal and the kitchen. maybe it's not a perfect solution, to just keep a tally of what they owe instead of settling things up front, but he's always preferred to believe in hope and the good of (most) people. there's a reason humanity has persisted as long as it has, after all.

when the woman comes back out with food in hand and takes her own seat, he offers up another smile. ]

You never know, the card might come in handy if we manage to leave this place. For now, it's better to make sure we'll well-fed and well-rested in case something happens.