Having not expected to meet a homeless person without much interest in getting a job, Farcy frowned. Are they all just lazy bums, or does this one just photosynthesize his food? He squashed the frown and attempted a bit of breeziness, "Well, if you're looking for a hot meal, I live just down the road," He pointed at the apartment building he'd come from. "Apartment 2B. I'm a doctor, so if you or any of your friends ever need any help, I'll be there. Or at my hospital, of course."