He's leaning against the alley wall waiting when Dustin gets back. It's quiet out here and it's nice to be alone. It's nice to be able to enjoy the silence. Nice to be able to just relax on his own. He doesn't understand the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Doesn't understand how he's supposed to fit into it all.
This is easier.
He looks up as Dustin calls to him, bags in hand. "Hmm? Oh, thank you." He slips Dustin a folded bill and takes his bags. "I trust it's right." He didn't think that this kid would try to defraud him. Besides, even if he did, it was just food.