[ He frowns, turning his head again to look at Crowley for a few seconds. Don't worry about it only serves to make it sound like that's precisely what he should do.

Honestly, it's fine. He's hardly suffering for it, as nice as it is that Crowley seems so concerned. There's no need to go out of his way.

Although ...

His face lights up. ]

Ah, I just remembered! The leaders of the City - the Magistrates - help new arrivals ... settle, I suppose. They open a bank account for everyone. They gave me 50 dollars, so they probably did the same for you.

[ The excitement passes pretty quickly, though, as he realises: ]

Not that any bank would be open at this time.