"Don't worry about it."
He closed his eyes and nodded and said, "Thanks, Harry."
I put a hand on his shoulder for a second, then dropped it again. Nothing else needed to be said.
Thomas gave me a suspicious look. "Now you're going to laugh at me."
"I can wait until you've turned your back, if you like."
He grinned at me again. "It's all right. I sort of stopped caring about it after I got fed steady for a few weeks straight. Feels too nice not to be starving again. Laugh all you want."
I looked around the place for a minute more. The coffee girls were having a private conversation, evidently discussing us, if all the covert glances and quiet little smiles were any indication.
I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing, and it felt good.