Now treasure hunters were not known to be charitable but Locke understood the predicaments of someone who was displaced as he was. He was not a very insensitive man, after all, and as he'd like to say, chocobos of the same feather ought to stick together. Working with the Returners taught him that, as well.
"Well, do you have a place to stay? Do you want another beer?" The second question was almost completely irrelevant but whatever, these drinks tend to help a lot, anyway. As he asked these, he slipped his hand inside his pocket, flipped open his wallet and slipped out five notes which he folded over and handed to Sungmin under the table.
He would have preferred to slip it in his pocket but Locke decided against giving his new friend...too much information of himself.