"Tayne," Krist repeated slowly, making sure he'd said it aloud so that he wouldn't forget it. "What is a couch?" he asked the smaller man, stepping forward to be nearer to him, more out of curiosity than anything. "I can sleep there," he told him, waving off everything about the outdoor stuff. "I don't have to be outside..."
He reached up to run a hand through his greasy hair, listening to Tayne continue on about homeless shelters and social workers... He didn't really know what any of that was about either, but he supposed he'd find out. "Whatever you think is best, then. I am unfamiliar with those things..."