Brown eyes widened a little bit and Luca bit his lip, not sure what he had done to upset this man. Another man would have walked away, surely, but to Luca, all God's creatures were perfect and he swallowed his own hurt feelings with a small smile and awkwardly rubbing his neck with the hand that had been refused.

"I'd feel strange paying you for your good deed. But if you are in need of money, of course I will help."

He studied the redhead with eyes that talked loudly of hope and conviction. Luca wasn't someone who would turn tail and run when someone stabbed him once.

"My church is nearby. I'd be more than happy to cook for you. You'd save today's food money at least."