"You'll get paid...what?" He folded his arms across his chest, as he had yet to touch the food. "Enough for the rent, hopefully? Enough for food? Other expenses? What if something happens? Emergencies?" The soldier sighed, looking away. "I'm not asking to take anything from you. What...necessary expenses you need," Though the way that he said it implied that his view of what was necessary was not the same as Rex's.

He changed his attitude a bit, turning on the charm. "I only want to help. I go out every day, looking and beating into a wall because of what I can't do. This is something I can do." He reached over and put a hand on Rex's.