"Well, you know, if I think about it any more deeply than that, I might feel sorry for myself," he reasoned to her when she noticed he didn't make an extravagant story of his arrival here. He didn't want anyone to take pity on him and he didn't want to go into some down spiral because he indulged in the idea that his life wasn't so beautiful right now. This was just another bump in the road though. He'd get out of it. He always did.
"Do you have anywhere to stay?" he questioned, immediately trying to find the means to take care of her without looking like he was doing just that. Favors seemed to bring a distaste to her mouth and he didn't want to annoy her more than he already had. Of course, he was too stubborn just to let her figure everything out on her own. We all needed a little help. Even if you didn't want it, "The Abigail Manor was kind enough to take in this stray even though I didn't have any money or identification. So if you're looking for some place to rest, I recommend you do that." He'd even offer her a place in his room, but then they'd go back in circles about his intentions and how she hated owing people favors. No, he better let this one forge her own way with just a minor assist by his part.