The awe and delight in Arthur's face was intoxicating; the pure joy and curiosity was addicting, and Declan wanted to see more of it. "Right," he nodded, leaning in close. "There's a hundred pence to a pound.." Keeping his voice low, he pointed out the different ones, their values, and the pictures on them. "Keep them," he smiled, before their order was called out and he went to go grab their drinks.
Returning to Arthur, Declan held out his hot chocolate. "Do you want to sit in here, or go walk around?"