Scott would rather go hungry and homeless that subject himself to anything Quintalian might throw at him but different people, different priorities. Other volunteers aren't so horrible, even if they might want some sort of trade.

If Scott hears his stomach rumbling, he gives no reaction but as he moves around the house the sliced bread is left closer to John in case he wants to munch on something as he waist. Scott does take a mental note to give the other boy some of his shirts, that thing he's wearing is way too big for him.

"I've never been there but I always wanted to visit. One of my teachers back home has a British family and taught at Oxford. He always thinks fondly of England." Scott finally looks up from the food he's making, smiling warmly at John. Thinking about a younger Xavier amuses him. "Good pubs and good music, he said."