"...I'm sorry. I'm making you uncomfortable. Just his name makes me... and here I am asking you that.  Um.. food. Its a little late to ask specifically but are you okay with pizza?  If not the fridge is full, I'm out of practice but I can cook something simple for you." He busied himself with pulling out blankets and finally notice how generally uncomfortable he looked. He paused then examined him carefully. "Your clothes. Are they new and itchy? I have some shorts and a t-shirt you can where while I wash what you're wearing, if you like?"