[ Amos blinks, a little surprised (a lot grateful) that things seemed to be sorted out just like that. Tony's apparent willingness to make himself small actually throws him, maybe more than if he'd had to argue that he needs a roof over his head. ]

You don't gotta worry about anything like that. I mean... I got space. If I gotta move some things around it's okay. I mean, the alternative is people not having a place to go, and you just got here, so it's not like it's fair to you.

[ He gives a cursory look around Tony, as if double checking if there's anything else he needs to take stock of. Like if he's got more things nearby to take with him, a bag packed or something... If he even had one to begin with... Why would he have, Tony just said he didn't really have much stuff... ]

We can get you some stuff too. If there's anything you need, I mean. We gotta buy shampoo anyway.

[ We, and Amos' voice gains confidence as he goes, like — it's okay. They can buy Tony stuff, and he can have a place to sleep that isn't out in the cold. It's not a big deal, and they should do it.

He nods to himself, like he's just decided everything, and is satisfied with it. ]

I'm up north. You got anywhere you need to stop off at along the way?