"I wish I could offer you a place somewhere but--" There aren't a lot of places she can really think of. The place she and Francisco had was merely a tree and hardly a place for a person to take shelter under. She knows better than to push the school's generosity by offering him a place to stay inside the school.

It would only be a matter of time before someone found him and both of them would be in trouble. Not the best scenario for either.

She sets down the wrapped up sandwich, the bag of chips, and bottle of water on the table closest to him as she thinks of where else he can go. "Who were you with back in the day? I mean-- I assume back then the city had its groups still given how old everyone is so you must have been with a gaggle yourself."