[ he is indeed need of help, if the way he's struggling with the zipper at the back of his top is any indication, nearly contorting himself in an attempt to reach it. while most might balk at the way kinich gets right to the point, zagreus simply blinks mismatched eyes at him before a lightbulb seems to go off somewhere as he lifts a finger. ]

Right, yes, one moment, please. [ he pats himself down with his hands, brows furrowed in thought. ] I'm still very new, so I don't have much in the way of payment, but will this suffice?

[ he pulls out a... meal voucher. from what he remembers, mortals need to eat, don't they? ]