"Sweet! I'll have to call home and get an advance on my allowance at some point, I guess."

He means it as a joke, but his voice wavers for a moment because he realizes this is beginning the inevitable acceptance that he's way, way far from home and who knows if he'll ever get back. There are some things that he doesn't really need to think about right now. Or ever.

But he's willing to tag along at York's heels for a little bit, for lack of any other leads on what to do with himself next.

"It can't be as bad as cafeteria mystery meat."