The big mercenary perked up considerably, smelling the food, even if it was the greasy and fast kind. He actually kind of liked it that way. "You are a godsend," he murmured gratefully as he pulled out a sandwich and set to right away. He stuffed his face for a bit first, and then glanced up at the youngster. "Do you want...? I have some money," he offered. "To pay you back."