"I've had better," he admitted, "but they weren't for cooking. I had to sharpen them. That's the only reason they were being given away, anyway."

People who didn't know how to sharpen knives, just giving them away - but then, they didn't have his history, either. He'd almost finished his potato prep, knife sharpening aside. Something simple to set his mind to while he sat there alone.

He'd yet to cut his hair. He'd yet to decide if he needed to or not. But he had used a couple of dollars to buy elastic bands to pull it back out of his face. That would do for now. "Everything should be done in about an hour."