"I bought it," Tanek explained, not lying. And then, a touch more reproachfully. "And I have job, at the clothing store. That's where I spend my Saturday afternoons and Thursday evenings." Not that he had landed that job entirely innocently: after being caught shoplifting, he had worked his misdemeanor off there and afterwards, he had never left.
Of course, he did not have enough money to spare on a Nintendo DS, but Van did not have to know that.
Tanek's eyes wandered over Van's bare skin, his chest, that underwear that... He shook his head, snapping out of his reverie. No. Don't go there. "I... It's the right color, isn't?" He wrung his hands together. "I noticed how cranky you've been since Hallowfen took it, so... So I..." The sentence petered out.