"Well, okay." Teddy said, turning the shoulder so that Gwen could see the slowly healing wound. "It'll be okay in a bit, but it could probably stand to get cleaned. I mean, those boxes? Do not look sanitary. Though I shouldn't complain; anything to break a fall, y'know?"
The kid's mouth twitched a little into an awkward smile. "Cafe? That's cool. Like, coffee-cafe, or the kind of place that does food? Uhhh, patio-cafe?"