[He hasn't been a good person exactly. He isn't someone who is not naturally kind or giving in spite of what few people in his world have said. But there is at least one piece of candy in the jar and he isn't sure where that came from. Perhaps he was simply polite? He can be under the right circumstances. With the right sort of person. Perhaps he had said something meaningful to someone on the last week but he doubts it.]
[For now, he stares at the tiny jar before him, puzzling over the contents and wondering what the catch is to this. If anyone wishes to find him, he's in the hotel lobby. For once not causing a ruckus or disturbing the peace.]