As Mayerling walks off with Dabi, he teleports the smallest of the bloodstones to the counter of the stall Dabi stole from. It may not be what anyone intended, but he decides that makes them (stall & Dabi, Dabi & Mayerling) even. A minor tip for minor tip.

Despite not having had to search for housing, Mayerling has noticed the large amount of vacant properties. They speak to a time Trench had more people, a time that has come and gone. It's a familiar feeling. "Fix whatever needs fixing," Mayerling notes with a small shrug.

He turns to the other man. "My shopping is complete," he says. He hasn't bought a damn thing, but that's okay. The day will come he needs something. When it does, he'll have the means to pay.