"Not really." He hardly needed to find work so he really didn't pay much attention to the board or anything for such things. "But I might be able to get you something," he offers, letting his arms unfold and settle at his sides. For another moment he considers Kirk for a moment before turning and motioning for the Rifter to follow after.

"Let's figure to get you some clothes first." He had almost offered to lend him a set, but from what he could make out of Kirk's build there would've been a bit too much space in the shoulders. "Name's Samouel by the way. Most people call me Sam though."