Colin let out a small squeal as he was spun around, giggling softly. He couldn't help but smile at the assurance that Zach was fine. He looked up at him quietly for a moment again. It was odd to run into people he hadn't seen in years. Years were an awfully long time. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch him again like he was being sure it wasn't a dream.
"Thank you." The fact that he wasn't going to be told on made him let out a small relieved sigh, blinking almost immediately after. "Oh...I..." He looked down, fidgeting just slightly. "Well, I don't really have any money, and it wouldn't be fair to...just go without money and expect you to pay...and that's rude."
He looked up at him, eyes a little wide. Did he want to go? More than anything. They hadn't had much proper food since going on the run. "I'm sorry. You...don't have to worry about me. I packed a sandwich and an apple. I should be fine."