"I mean, Bev needs to eat, I need to eat, it'd be kinda shitty to just make you sit there and watch," he says with a shrug, sitting down at the table as well. The words may be brusque, but they're not unkind. He may not know her, but she's Beverly's friend and that's good enough for him when it comes to whether or not she's a good kid. Beverly isn't the sort to just trust everyone, he's already learned that and he can't even blame her, he feels the same way.

"Y'know, I didn't even catch your name when you came in," he admits before taking a bit of his sandwich. "I figure you already know who I am."

She's here, after all. She'd known Beverly was staying here. Given what he knows about kids and the way they look out for each other, chances are she's here to check up on the situation.