[Till…recognizes deflection when he sees it. He could press Mephisto for a direct answer, but he knows better than that. There’s something there, a little inkling, but he won’t dig it to the surface unwarranted.

He just takes the hint and closes his eyes, still strumming away.]

Yeah…ain’t much though. I don’t got a lot of money, so it’s mostly snacks and instant noodles, if you’re fine with that.