[He's grateful for that space, awkwardly rubbing an arm and not quite looking at Gorse. He's kind of ashamed, having pulled a knife on this guy.]

Thanks. For... the food. It helped.

[It was weird to thank someone, but Gorse was just ridiculously nice to him and Kas knew he didn't really deserve that.]

You don't want anything to keep it quiet? I mean... they'd probably toss me out if they knew, and I'm finally worth something, here. I don't wanna leave.