[ Cruelty would be well-deserved, Erik thinks. Not having a sentiment reciprocated in so many words would be far from the worst thing he's been put through, too, but still, it feels good to hear it out loud, to catch that thickness at the end of Charles's words. Every little sliver feels like hope, and fuck if he's ever cared about that particular sentiment before meeting Charles. Before this very moment, right now.

He also didn't quite mean that to sound as parting words— more of an open offer, and leaving it up to Charles to decide whether he wants him to stick around for a little longer, or part ways for the time being.

So when that invitation comes, Erik is quick to nod. He gets to his feet, reaching into his pocket to check how much he still has on him, after tonight's shift. ]

I still have some money left, if you need anything beyond the samples. It's not much but it should be enough to cover a few basics.

[ Because he knows Charles won't have any money on him, and he's sure that he hasn't gotten a job either. Doesn't know if he'll be able to, even if he decides to look for one. But Erik can manage that much.

He's also not above the occasional shoplifting if necessary, but let's save that option for when there's no alternative. ]