Friends, right: maybe in his turn of luck, she's just using the expression. He's going to have to find some clever way to learn her name without asking. That certainly wasn't what friends did, and he doesn't want to waste this uncomplicated goodwill.

"Go ahead," he says, hating to keep her from anything when she's already gone so far - giving him the bottle and her fish. Just because she didn't want it; just because she could get more. Maybe things are fucked up, but at least things seem - good, in a basic way. The people, at least. "I'll keep an eye out. If I don't catch you before you head over, we'll figure it out when you get back."