The kid was holding his own emotionally, Constantine thought -- which was pretty impressive because he was a kid. And a demon was involved somewhere at least on top of him just having appeared here with zero warning. He wouldn't give any verbal props over this, but John was tucking the information away in the back of his head for future use, if necessary.
"Brill," he said in acknowledgement before huffing out a sigh and looking over the kid and toward the rest of the town. The not very large town. "Best bet for food and drinks right now is going to be Pancho's," he said, pointing to the bar in question. Both Pete and Carol would take pity on a kid showing up hungry, no doubt. "As for a place...basically you just pick whatever one is empty. Think they've got things mapped out and recorded in the library?" He pointed to that building next.
Probably a kid shouldn't be living on his own, but John didn't really have any other suggestions about that one, yet.