[ While not entirely convinced of the words, he decided to not press the matter for the time being. Nothing or no one had stormed after them so far and he still had a little bit before Bucky happened by. ]

Ain't worried 'bout that. More worried 'bout what's wrong with ya.

[ Something metal? The fella grew odder by the moment but again, he decided to not press the matter. ] It was a shippin' yard by the docks. Was plenty of metal around. You'd have to be more specific.

[ The question made him consider the thief angle a little more. The guy looked a little flashy for their part of town, which usually signalled a few options but the fella didn't look like one of those owner types. ]

Drink the water and eat. You should get some rest while you can.